Novel & Cerita Best Fake Diploma

Vera, seeing the look on my face patted my shoulder. "Dear, when you marry a rich and influential figure, there is no way to keep it out of the news. Deal with it," Rich and influential? "I think you got the wrong person, guys," I said, suddenly feeling relieved. Mae rolled her eyes again and whipped out her tablet. "Who is this?" she asked, thrusting it in my face. On the screen was a picture of me in my bridal dresses in a man's arms. We were looking into each other's eyes deeply, unaware of our surroundings. The picture had a caption: CEO of Fashion Goddess, Dante Di Benedetto, Caught On Camera With His Bride In A Bar.

he blurted out of nowhere. “Are you seriously kidding me right now?” He smirked. “Of course not. I am serious. Let’s get married. Let’s make this whole thing real. We were supposed to get married anyway. Remember, we are still engaged.” “Oh my gosh, you still remember that fake engagement?” “That engagement brings us closer together, thanks to your dad.” “I wonder how dad would react if he knew about our relationship.”

He was shocked. " Yes, doon ka nababagay because you faked all your credentials. Hindi ka naman totoong graduate ng Law sa Harvard, and your boss doesn't even care to look into it..." He waited for his reply pero hindi na nakapagsalita si Mr.Enriquez.

“Falsified.” Gasps erupted across the hall. Dianna’s face went dead pale. “You—You’re lying!” “Oh am I?” Lilith tilted her head. “Should I bring the screenshots from when you begged that agent to redo your transcript for the third time?” Dianna lost it. “You have no right to talk about my papers! Your own degree is FAKE!” Dianna shouted. Lilith lunged toward her. “Liar!” But Dianna pushed her back. “You didn’t graduate by merit,” Dianna spat. “Your parents PAID for your results. The only thing you have is money and an EMPTY HEAD!”

It said that I studied law and got a PhD in European and American Legal Studies. It also said that I’m a professor at Harvard. CEO of a multi million dollar beauty brand. Everything on it was fake. That wasn’t me. What threw me off balance was the document file of business registration of Elena Beauty Luxe. It was assessed at $7 million dollars. “You’ll manage that business from now on.” Adrian said as if he had noticed that I was on that page. “How far can you go to fake all this?” “At least your CEO title is not fake now. I made some calls, you’ve been added to the professor list at Harvard legal studies school. Just play your role well and you’re good to go.” Adrian added.

"Outside the box, Paul roared, his voice resonating uncannily across the concourse. He held up the poster board. It displayed a shabby Photoshopped picture of Scarlett and Jett with the words "FAKE! THE DEBT OF HER FIRM! SCHEME FOR HER MOTEL! HIS DESPERATION FOR A CAREER!"Bullet points with altered email excerpts and false financial data were placed beneath the text, all of which were intended to paint Jett as an unsuspecting celebrity and Scarlett as a desperate, cunning opportunist.

Seemingly having noticed her anxiety. Zayden looked at Alice, and asked, “Did you graduate from Delight High School?” “No… Not really. I am a dropout.” Alice composed herself and replied. Alice claimed that she had graduated from Delight High School in her resume so that she could make it to the interview stage. She needed this job very much, so she used this method to come for the interview. The other interviewer was surprised. “You mean that your resume is fake?”

The Fritzgeralds were really good. She handed James back the phone. "We ran a check on the man," James said, "and we found out he's a worker at one of the factories around and he lives in Gugh, a place known for its high crime rate. We also ran a check on the man we think impersonated Fr. Greg and his story is not much different. There are also a lot of loopholes. Miss Yusuf, we suspect that there was a huge foul play at your wedding. We still have some more investigation to carry out and we hope you can exercise some patience."

After the call, he turns his attention back to me. "Okay," he said, "I'll save your mother, as long as you fulfilled your promise." This is all for you mom, "I promise." •●• "You agreed to his proposal?" Zoe asks and I nodded "my friend you are getting bolder and bolder every day." He told me not to tell anyone that this is going to be a fake marriage, but I already told Zoe but I didn't mention it to him. "I happy for you," she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style."

She only scored 250 points, nowhere near the cutoff for a university degree. At that point, it was no longer a case of 'not performing well.' It was obvious they barely understood the exam material at all. Those absurd scores became the strongest proof yet that both of them had hired stand-ins to take the exam for them. Public opinion exploded instantly. [I'm dying laughing. The Smith Group said the two of them improved by studying together. What kind of improvement leads to 250 marks? Don't buy anything from this company, they specialize in fraud!] [They're not even trying to hide it anymore. Those scores should absolutely be disqualified! If someone with 250 points can get into Kingston, w