Best Fake Diploma Novels & Stories

The director assured Madam Thomas. Patricia started to wonder what exactly was going on, as she had just come back with Hunter after dinner and now the director randomly pulled her into the office. Madam Thomas scrutinized Patricia from head to toe, her face full of disdain. "People nowadays, always claiming to be professors returning from abroad. Who knows what they really learned there? Many diplomas can be counterfeit." Patricia never expected Madam Thomas to openly mock her. The director's smiling expression could hardly be maintained. "Madam Thomas, Professor Watson's diplomas and qualifications are genuine. You can verify them online. If you don't believe it, I can personally show you

Ending the relationship seemed impossible, so Lucas wasn't surprised they were skeptical. His father spoke again, "Listen. If you think you can lie to—" "I have a new girlfriend," Lucas added, feeling a pang of bitterness. He silently apologized to Sophia. "And I will introduce her to you soon," he said before leaving the table and walking out of the house. Entering his car, he slammed the steering wheel in frustration. Resting his head on the steering wheel, Lucas realized the gravity of his lie about having a new girlfriend. Inevitably, his thoughts turned to Jane.

Laughing, I took another pillow and hit my friend. "Stop it, what you're doing is disgusting!" I laughed out loud here. Laughingly, she seat down again. "I'm not kidding, Eliza! Come on, wake up from your modesty. Do you really want to lose your handsome and muscular husband? You're not the only girl in the world so think before everyone catches on!”

Something irreparable, but coverable: with smiles, with pretty looks, with good gestures. She doesn't lie, she hides the truth. She doesn't say anything, and she yells a lot in complete silence. She is the absolute image of the controversy. The good, which must be bad by nature. The beautiful thing, that it is completely broken. The strength, which has weaknesses. The quiet girl with books and loud music, who goes out to a party to get high. The promiscuity, that she does not like to kiss. The life that is not real. The life that is invented. The life that must be lived out of obligation. The fake life she invented in her dreams to survive.

In the beginning, Dylan happened to have friends to help him, but Dylan is now unable to protect herself, and she has no personal connections. Laura thought for a while, and suddenly remembered the kind of small advertisement on the street a hundred years later. If it really can't be done, can it be done with a fake certificate? Although the false certificate will be found out, it may be fooled for a while, at least to buy more time for her to escape, after all, the anti-counterfeiting technology in the Republic of China was not so developed. However, let's not talk about it first. Is it feasible to fake a certificate? After all, this kind of thing is no longer on the table. It can only be r

"I'm Valerie. She can't even get my real name right, how could she be my mother?" Caroline finally noticed that the name on the diploma was indeed Valerie. Seeing her waver, Matthew quickly stepped up to cover his tracks. "How could a mother not know her own kid? She IS Veronica!" "She even forged a Yale degree to trick you." "It's just a name! She’s probably scammed so many people she legally changed it to avoid getting clipped!" I reacted instantly. "Run a background check. You're the Cassano princess; finding my real identity should be a breeze. My name is Valerie, I graduated from Yale, and I am not the con artist she claims I am!"

It was obvious she wasn't the one who cured Cece's aphasia. Everyone was slack-jawed and wide-eyed. Still, they said nothing as the Brooks were too powerful to snub. So, I decided to stop pulling my punches. Instead, I walked into the crowd with a stack of documents in my hands and started recounting Zoe faking her whole academic portfolio. Henry worked with me and played the slideshow. The evidence showed how she failed to graduate overseas. Yet, the woman dared to return with the persona of a gorgeous medical expert. The story about her curing Cece's aphasia in less than a week was nothing but hype.

Conner and Anisa were forced to their knees. Anisa's face had swollen badly, and blood still seeped from one ear, but she kept struggling. "Mr. Randall, save me. I'm carrying your child." She clung tightly to Conner's arm as if it were her last lifeline. Conner's eyes shifted slightly. Floyd picked up a manila envelope from beside him, shook out the documents, and tossed them on the floor one by one. The first document was Anisa's actual academic record. She had dropped out of high school and had never studied abroad. Her so-called MBA from a prestigious business school was a fake certificate she had bought on the black market for eight thousand dollars.

All with my name on them. But I've never seen them before. I've never made these transactions. I've never had offshore accounts. This is all fake. But it looks real. And people are believing it. My phone rings again. Diana. I answer. "Please tell me you didn't do this," she says without preamble. "I didn't! Diana, I've never seen these documents before! Someone fabricated them!" "Who?" "Victoria. It has to be Victoria." "Do you have proof?" "No, but who else would do this?"

In this society, you need a certificate for everything you do, so she had to keep taking exams. Amanda pointed her phone at the camera. "Everyone, take a look for yourselves. If you think it's fake, you can check with the school and find out." Seeing the diploma on Amanda's phone, Joey's red lips suddenly widened. She graduated from a design school even more prestigious than hers. "Th-th-this..." Joey couldn't say anything for a long time. "Joey, actually, you don't need to be too shocked. Have you forgotten? Maybe the design wasn't drawn by Amanda. Maybe she stole someone else's design to register for the competition."