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He spoke suddenly without stopping to think. "Maybe you should add an extra clause to your prenuptial agreement, a clause that includes a no-cheating grounds for you both." Edmund thought about it. It didn't favor him. "No." He however had something else in mind. "How about a fake marriage?" Bob Russell had never heard of that concept before. "What?" "We can get married but just a fake one. You can forge a fake marriage certificate, right?" He arched his brows. "Well, yes. But—-"

A ghost of a smile crossed his face. "I’ll risk it," he said. And that was how Valeria Mendoza — broke, burnt, and one spilled coffee away from unemployment — became the fake fiancée of Mexico’s most heartless CEO. At least, that was the plan. Neither of them realized that the legal folder Valeria had accidentally signed last week — tucked inside a stack of design contracts — was a real marriage license. And the storm they were about to unleash? It would be anything but fake.

“Social media engagement is through the roof. We’re trending across all platforms. People are dying to know who she is. What she looks like. If she’s real at all.” Luca arched a brow. “And?” “And,” Gina said dryly, “scammers have already started selling fake ‘Mrs. Avancii’ merchandise. T-shirts, perfumes, even fake car decals claiming to be her signature. We’re shutting them down, but they keep popping up.” Luca sighed, rubbing his temple. “Send legal after them.” “Already on it.” Her tone shifted, growing serious. “Business speculations are running wild. Investors are whispering. Competitors are panicking. Some think this marriage is a strategic move to form alliances. Others are convinced

He scoffed and said, "You're even more mentally unstable than I expected, Violet. Do you really think that you can become my wife just by forging a marriage certificate?" He looked at a staff member who was standing nearby and said, "Bring me a laptop and a projector." It didn't take long before Maverick pulled up another certificate on the projector. I stared at the screen with wide eyes, my entire body shaking with disbelief. The projector displayed a page on the Vital Records Office's website. It showed a certificate that proved Maverick and Rosalia had registered their marriage a few years ago. "As expected, she really does have a loose screw. She's crazy enough to forge a marriage certi

"I say so! Rosemary won’t stop pushing me. It’s unbearable!" "Well, now you have nothing to do! The best and most surgical option is a fake marriage." "Fuck! I’m fucked! According to this fucking will, I have to get married in 3 months. But what? Do I get married and get stuck for the rest of my life?" I question, disgusted. "Two options: split up after a year, with any excuse, as celebrities do, or fall madly in love with your fake wife and live a romance, I even recommend. That’s what you need. Someone to take care of, someone to care about." Advises.

“I’ll lay it out for you. I’m at risk of being deported due to a clerical error. I need to get legally married to stay, and the marriage would have to be legit on paper. Any questions or interviews that Immigration has would have to be answered and satisfied. The marriage would be kept between us. In exchange, I’m willing to offer fifty thousand dollars as a bonus for a client that you’ll take on shortly. A very big client. That’s just the first step in your promotion. For landing said client, there will be others, and after a year, or perhaps sooner, once I have what I need, the marriage will be legally terminated.” My mouth drops open in shock. “You can’t…you can’t talk about marriage like

"I was deceived, too! I swear, I had no idea. She came to my door claiming to be estranged from her family, carrying what looked like authentic identification. She said the family feud left her with nowhere to go, and I... I was young and foolish. I believed her!" With a sharp laugh, I spat, "How utterly shameless! Who marries someone based on a single ID card? Did you not run any background checks? Is it really that easy to forge a life?" Cain turned to me with a pitiful expression, his eyes softening with what he likely thought was charm. "Mary, you must believe me. I always hoped for a union with your family. When she came to me in tears, I thought it was my chance to fulfill that dream.

My blood slowly went cold. If I hadn't seen her with my own eyes, I might've actually believed him. I might've thought he saw the electronic wedding invitation I posted online and finally realized his mistake. I simply answered, "Okay." After hanging up, someone sent me a screenshot from Easton's group chat with his friends. He had shared my wedding invitation with them. "Look at this! Wanda is trying to force me into marriage now!" One of his friends replied immediately, "She didn't even put a photo in the invitation. If she's going to fake it, she could've at least done it properly."

I brushed it off. “Will you even be able to leave the villa?” Darian cut in. “Try stopping me,” I snapped. “I’ll call the police. I’ll say this man caused me to marry under a false identity, then imprisoned me once I learned the truth. I’ll also say the guy he hired scammed both of us and disappeared. That should be fun.” “Wow. Forty lies in ten seconds.” I shot daggers at him. “Life clearly hasn’t shown you its other face. If it had, you’d know people lie on the fly just to survive.” I stood. “So—are you opening the door, or should I call the cops?”

She looked like a female assassin right now. A vixen. “There is this website where you can actually go online and look for anyone to pretend to be your boyfriend, your husband and all. You only need to pay them for their service and they will do a good job.” Thelma explained and I didn't even have to ask her how she knew about a website like this. “So here.” She said and showed me the profiles of good-looking men. “They all have good ratings which is why I would advise that we pick from here,” Thelma said and began to scroll until my eyes caught the one that seemed to fit the role perfectly.