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"I met her in Paris. She was... amazing. We connected in a way I've never felt before. But it all ended so badly. She lied to me, Lena. She told me she was leaving Paris the next day, but it was a lie. She wasn't leaving at all." Lena swam over and placed a comforting hand on my arm. "What happened? Why would she lie?" "I don't know," I admitted, feeling the familiar ache in my chest. "I thought we had something special. We spent an incredible time and night together, and then she just... shut me out before it even ended and told me she was leaving the following day. Like I did something or touched her wrong because we didn't do much talking when we got to her hotel. When I found out she was

Lila POV My body went numb as all the lies and deceit came down on me like a rockslide of betrayal, and my mind started to spin out of control. Everything was a lie. Everything that Nikolai ever told me, shared with me, confessed to me was all lies. The pain I felt when I thought he had left was a result of his deception and trickery, all just so that he could get his hands on my family’s money. Uncle Lucas stepped forward. “It’s not lies, Selena, and you know it. This was your plan, your scheme to begin with.”

The thought of Grandma suffering alongside me despite her age made my heart break. I furrowed my brows and glared at Mom. "Are you actually sick, though? Or is this just another trick to take my money and Grandma's bracelet to gamble?" Mom's eyes flickered nervously for a moment before she pulled out a stack of medical reports from her bag. "It's true. Look at these results. Why would I lie about something like this?" I gave her the chance to confess, but she chose to be dishonest and continued deceiving me. The moment I glanced at those medical reports, I knew they were fake. She didn't even bother to make them look real.

"Smallie, he told you bad things about me just to sleep with you! And you fell for it." "Brian doesn't lie." "Oh god…who doesn't lie? Manga? That guy is a cheap liar. Did he tell you he tried to rape your sister?" Mike asked, probably expecting her to be surprised. "He told me everything. He didn't try to defend himself as you would do. Now, back to my question; why did you set him up?" "I…I…I…he is in love with you." "Do you know if I'm in love with him?" "I noticed you are, but Smallie, you don't need such a lowlife tout who can't feed himself! He is illiterate! How would he pay your children's school fees if you had gone along with him?"

Back at the penthouse, Anne finally blew out the last candle and slid to the floor, arms wrapped around her knees, whispering to her unborn child. “It’s okay,” she said softly, tears slipping down her cheeks. “He probably just got held up.” But she didn’t believe it—not anymore. And somewhere deep inside her, the picture-perfect lie she’d clung to began to crack.

“Oh, so you’ve seen the papers, haven’t you?” “You said you were going to contact them to change it.” “I lied,” she answered carelessly. “You know, the same way you lied to Dylan Bass and told him my proposal was yours.” “That’s what this is about?” “What? You think I was just going to let you get away with pulling such a dirty trick? Of course, that’s what this is about? How does it feel to not be given the credit you deserve, Dominic? I bet it’s an amazing feeling.”

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The red dress she wore was soaked thoroughly. The rain pierced into her skin like sharp needles with every drop as she stumbled up the steps with trembling fingers, fumbling through her bag for the keys to her boyfriend’s apartment. She could barely get a hold of them as her hands wouldn’t stop shaking from the cold, along with the humiliation that came with the pain of losing her life’s worth. Everything she had built over the last eight years… gone to the wind! Just like that. The exposé had aired three days ago. VITALIO INDUSTRIES: The Billion-Dollar Crime Machine. It had been her biggest and most successful story and apparently, her last.

It was wonderful. “Here,” she held the notebook she had been reading to me. “What’s this?” I took it and flipped through the pages. Every part of it was covered in scribbles that I couldn’t understand. “It’s every possible question that could come up about our relationship and every solid lie to counter it. Our supposed love story and my background story are too vague and would collapse under the slightest pressure. I created a whole web of interconnected lies that would make our whole façade more credible.”