Faking With Benefits นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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The police released an official statement denying all rumors and accusations against me and them for bribery. Riding on the momentum, I then released a ton of evidence online. I wrote that Meryl was an impostor whose son committed marriage fraud to get the wife to look after her illegitimate twins. I then spent some more money to bump it up to the headlines. Paul appeared as well, backing up everything I said and bringing more traffic and attention to my post. After that, I set up a fund to help victims of marriage fraud divorce their partners. With that, my company also made the headline news as well. And because of our newfound popularity, many of our items sold out. We even received huge

Shanon screeched in anger and panic. “How can you do that?” “It's not cheating. I didn't tell them to accept you. I just asked them to look at your registration form, so they don't waste one of their talented prospective students.” “That's still cheating. Imagine how the other applicants would feel if they found out about this. You may have robbed them of their opportunities by doing something disgustingly dirty.” Anthony growled angrily. The look of disgust that Shanon threw at him really hurt his ego. He believed Shanon had misunderstood him.

“She lied to you? I thought you hated liars.” "Well, Grandma was making a fuss about marriage... so I decided to play along with her lie. Do you know the craziest part?" She shook her head. "I totally forgot about my allergy” he chuckled softly. "I took the chance and kissed her. After that, I proposed a fake relationship, and she agreed. But somewhere along the line... I started wanting her for real. I realized she was the one for me. And that’s how we ended up where we are now." He spoke with a proud smile.

"It's not manipulation if it's the truth." He tossed the brace on the couch and let out a sigh. "Most people break up over one-night stands and texts. You stage a car accident and bribe a doctor." “Well, something has to work," I muttered. He laughed sharply. "You need help." "Guess, you’re my help." Ashley adjusted his stethoscope around his neck. “Lucky me.” He examined the fake reports he had drawn up—dislocated shoulder, minor back strain, nerve compression. All believable. All temporary.

"Huh! Don't be too confident, my body and face are quite handsome! Are you sure you won't be tempted?" "There must be a punishment for that! Don't be tempted by me or there will be a punishment for you!" said Ilona. "What's the punishment?" "You have half your assets in my name! If I were tempted I would be fired from the company!" Ilona answered making a bet. "Huh, I've lost more! Half the company's wealth, just because I touched my fake wife? That's stupid!" "So you feel that you will touch me! How about your entire fortune!" Ilona replied, not wanting to play games.

“The terms. The arrangement. The… fake love story we now have to parade to the entire world because I couldn’t handle being humiliated.” Dante leaned back against the sofa, watching me like he was waiting for a performance. “Go on.” Fine. He wanted rules? He’d get them. “Rule One,” I said, pacing the length of the suite. “We sell it. All of it. The public wants a fairy tale, so that’s what we’ll give them. Photos, kisses, handholding, the whole charade. If we’re in a room together, we look like a couple that can’t keep their hands off each other. No exceptions.”

"A grubby schmuck waltzing into Regal International? Security! What's this place coming to, letting in street scum? It's revolting!" His cronies piled on. "Hey, don't soil the rugs." "Mark, remember? This guy is all principled, claiming money means nothing. Now that his gimpy girlfriend is history, he is here trolling for a rich benefactress?" Their malicious cackles reverberated through the lobby. Enduring their fabricated slander, I fixed Mark with a steely glare and ground my teeth. "Back off!" Mark's expression soured. "Say that again!" He lunged forward, shoving me with brutal strength.

“A job?” “Yeah. It’s temporary. But… We need someone who can pull it off. It’s for the company. You pretend to date someone. Just a show. In and out.” Liam stared. “Fake dating? Are you joking?” Kant crossed his arms. “You’ve done worse for money.” Liam’s eyes flared with disbelief. “That was years ago; I’m not that person anymore.” Kant shrugged. “Fine, then I'll find another person; just say no.”

"My mom said scammers are sophisticated nowadays. They invest heavily upfront to build trust!" "Your mom this, your mom that. Are you here to do your job, or to act as her spokesperson?" one of the engineers snapped, clearly out of patience. "Do you even know what kind of leader Ms. Cooper is?" Maya shot him a glare that shut him up cold. "That's exactly what she wants us to believe—a good leader!" She turned back to me, and we locked eyes. She carried a kind of stubborn conviction that bordered on recklessness. "Ms. Cooper, I formally request that these benefits be canceled. Just pay standard salaries. My mom says only cash compensation you actually earn and receive is reliable."