Faker Shh Novels & Stories

Julian looked at Nathaniel, confused as he said, "Don’t you have anyone in your mind who can meet our standards?" "No, except for one person though. And even if I ask her, she won’t agree to do it." "Why?" Nathaniel said before he could even stop himself, "Why won’t Sandra agree?" Eden frowned at Nathaniel, "Who is Sandra?" Julian chuckled at Nathaniel letting him realize what he actually said. He wasn’t supposed to say the nickname like this, he thought for Cassandra. Before Julian took the charge to embarrass him even more, Nathaniel interrupted, "None. So, what are you expecting from us?"

That he and Mr Vance were in this together? The overly cold air-conditioning in the bathroom made her shiver. Suhaira took out her lipstick and began to reapply it as she thought about her options. Her hand shook as she held the tube. She took a deep breath and practiced a big smile in the mirror. Perhaps it wasn’t a total lost cause. Maybe, just maybe, she could still try and find some clients that Jack hadn’t got to yet. Her mood lifted ever so slightly when she thought about the new names she had added to her database. Thankfully, she had not shared those with anyone, not even Mr Vance. She whispered a fervent prayer that her new clients would all turn up for this launch.

Other than that, no one would know when the images were shot. I eagerly waited for a reply. A few minutes pass, and I discover the message has been delivered and opened. Instead of a reply, my phone started to vibrate. The unknown number that has my area code confirms that it's a local caller. With tense palms, I answer the phone with reluctance. "Hello?" I responded uncomfortably. "Hello. Is this…Anna?" A guy asks. "Yes. Who is this?" "Great. My name is Dane Fain. I posted a post on Seeking Arrangements and was just getting back to you.

I tuned out Yuvan's nonstop cursing in my head, strapped on my helmet, and got out of there. I didn't notice the Cullinan parked just down the street. As I rushed to the shop to grab my desserts, I received a text message. [Come with me to the Shelton family's party tomorrow.] It was the first time Kayla had ever texted me. I replied, snapped a photo of the desserts, and sent it to Selena. She didn't reply right away. I stressed about it, even asked my AI assistant how to cheer up a girl. A minute later, another message popped up.

Almost too perfectly timed. Then a voiceover. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” It was Marla. One-half of the snarky influencer couple who’d always seemed suspicious of them. “But what if I told you it wasn’t real?” she continued. “What if they weren’t a couple at all… but two strangers who faked everything to win a fifty-thousand-dollar prize?” Gasps. Lake’s stomach dropped. Ivy stood, eyes wide. “No…” she whispered. The video kept playing. A voice recording—not clear where it had been taken, but unmistakably Lake’s:

Sharanya asserted dramatically and rolled her eyes angrily. "Hello," She slid up to receive and greeted with fake happiness in her voice. "Hello, ASR here," He asserted from other side and her phone was about to fall from. her hand. She hardly caught it and grabbed it properly. "He... Hell. Hello, sir," She stammered.

I whispered harshly. “Why you are whispering-“he stopped, squinting, “wait, is that makeup?’ he asked moving closer to the positioned phone so I could barely see the rest of his face. I froze, eyes widening, “m-maybe?” He chuckled, “yeah,” he dragged, “and you need more practice,” he finished reaching over and putting some potato chips in his mouth, proceeding to crunch away. “Shut up,” I snapped watching him chuckle again. He suddenly froze, raising an eyebrow in disbelief, “don’t tell me…” he trailed off staring at me, wide eyed.

Urshia asked with a kind smile that screams you know what to do, don't make me embarrass you right now. Suhayr hates that voice that her mother's best friend and mother only possessed, it makes her feel obligated to do what she doesn't want to. Just like how she doesn't feel like introducing Sa'eed to them all at that moment. If it was up to her, she would just take them to her room so they can gossip some more about the two hulks. So she can insult the life out of her 'husband' for the fun of it. "Oh, my bad! This one here is my husband, Sa'eed with his friend, Mu'adh." She smiled at the girls, a fake one dripping with an adulterated sarcasm along with the fraudulence she never tried shroud

Shasha says, How much do you need?“ currency asked, “I don't know how much you can afford to give me?“ Shasha, “Okay, send me your account number,” currency says, “Okay, I will do that” Shasha, and she sent her bank account number immediately, and when was sending the account number, she saw bounty and Tracy coming, she quickly disconnected the phone conversation and smiles at them saying, “hi big girls” Shasha, “and where are you coming from?“ Shasha asked,

"That woman had indeed been a cougar! She's revolting!" "If you didn't know any better, you'd think that it was a sugar mommy talking to her sugar baby! Oh, my God, this is disgusting! Is this a new ploy? To trick a stupid woman into taking care of their babies for them?" I turned pale when I heard this. It was the truth, but I didn't appreciate that. Under public scrutiny, Gary's face turned a bright red as he snatched the phone from my hands and smashed it onto the ground.