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No matter what others thought, he had always defended me, trusted me without question. Now, he doubted me and raised his voice for Vivian and Sean. All I had for him was complete despair. Seeing my expression change, he quickly softened his tone. "Lia, I'm not blaming you. The boy is missing, and everyone's worried. If you know where he is, just tell us." I straightened and replied coldly, "I don't know. Don't ask me. Go to the police." Rudolf still did not believe me, difficulty all over his expression. "Lia…"

I heard about Piero's recent life from other classmates. After that day, he and Vivian had a huge fight. He said he still loved me, wanted to divorce Vivian, and blamed her for keeping him from marrying me. Vivian was furious, blurting out that she never had cancer. It was all a lie to get him to marry her. When she went abroad and learned Piero was with me, she couldn't accept it. Knowing he'd liked her before, she crafted a lie, and it worked.

I said flatly as Fabrizio studied me carefully. “Do you still not know what to do, Leo?" He wheeled himself closer as the quiet mechanic hum of the chair broke the silence of the garden. “The oblivion. Fifty billion dollars per cargo shipments," I said coldly as I met his eyes. “Do we have a deal?" Instead of answering, Fabrizio tilted his head, "You know.. when a man loses what he loves, he should become stronger… not weaker," he said thoughtfully, my fists tightened slowly at my sides.

"I won't hide it from you—my lowest bid this time is nineteen million." The moment I finished speaking, Chelsea fell silent. I knew she had taken the bait. A faint smile curved my lips. Both of us, almost in unison, picked up our phones and sent out messages. Soon, the bidding results were announced. I secured the project—for fifteen million. Chelsea staggered, her body swaying. When she spoke, her voice was as rough as gravel scraping against stone. "Melissa… you lied to me again!" Her eyes were bloodshot, filled with rage.

she asked, a mocking smile curling at her lips, as though she already knew the answer but wanted to hear me squirm. What was this? It was the fake marriage contract Colin had me sign. What the hell was he thinking, leaving something that sensitive just sitting on his computer? "Mrs. Booth, I can explain!" "You get 45 thousand a year and a fully furnished two-bedroom apartment. Sounds like a great deal. Men—once they've got money, they just can't help themselves, huh? If he'd just fooled around a little on the side, I might've looked the other way. But this? This is a long-term sugar baby arrangement! I can make one call and have you both charged with fraud. You'd spend the rest of your lives

Then, she laughed. “My husband is a CEO. He’s worth millions of dollars. How could he possibly have such a poor mother? You should think it through before you lie! “Get out before I lose my temper! Otherwise, I’m going to break your legs!” Mary had never been treated so poorly in her life. She held her swollen cheek and was rendered completely speechless. I was stunned by John’s shameless facade. “What did you say? Did you say that John is a CEO? “I’m going to call him right now and see if he still dares to claim that he’s a CEO, and that he’s married to you!”

Hoping I’d heard wrongly. “I can’t do this anymore.” Sapphire breathed heavily, her voice cracking as she continued. “Every day I wake up feeling like a stranger in my own home. I can’t keep wallowing in guilt. My husband… my kids… I can’t… keep lying to them!. I will do anything. Anything to get out of…” “So what are you gonna do about it?.” Lyra asked, cutting in. “You shouldn’t be here if you are so sure of what you want, my dear. You should be at the Don’s… tea-talking with Lazarus.”

"Gavin, you must calm down. I am on my way to the station with your lawyer right now." "You are coming here?" Gavin asked. His fears suddenly flew away and he relaxed. The redness from fear that had begun to form in his eyes disappeared. "Of course, I have to come; a family member is in the station," Oliver said. Lila finally understood why she was so good at lying. Both her mother and brother were very good liars. She hoped that her son did not inherit that from her and she could not believe she was wishing something like that given the situation at hand.

I started, placing one hand on her shoulder to show temporary comfort. "I'll tell you about something called the almadate. My friend Luke, the tall one you must have seen with me on news, he invented it as a temporary means against the liar gas so when you told me you found out I was bisexual, the only way to protect myself was to lie." I sighed, moving further up the bed, drawing my knees to my chest and leaning my elbow against them. "But that's the same thing as lesbianism." She pointed out, a disapproving look on her face.

Luca finished gently, sitting beside her. Her eyes flicked to him. “Exactly. I want to fight that. I want to write stories that make them answer for what they’ve done. Loan sharks, corrupt businessmen, all of them.” “You’d be amazing at that,” he said without hesitation. “You’re stubborn as hell and you don’t shut up when you know you’re right. Perfect journalist material.” She laughed, swatting at his arm. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”