False Confession Manhwa Novels & Stories

Ending the relationship seemed impossible, so Lucas wasn't surprised they were skeptical. His father spoke again, "Listen. If you think you can lie to—" "I have a new girlfriend," Lucas added, feeling a pang of bitterness. He silently apologized to Sophia. "And I will introduce her to you soon," he said before leaving the table and walking out of the house. Entering his car, he slammed the steering wheel in frustration. Resting his head on the steering wheel, Lucas realized the gravity of his lie about having a new girlfriend. Inevitably, his thoughts turned to Jane.

He felt both happy and bitter at the same time. "Rumuors are only rumours if there is no evidence. Once again, I apologize... father, mother. How can I not be your daughter?" In Ha smiled. Her face was a duplicate of Agnelia with Noland's eyeballs. Anyone who saw her would not believe the rumors. But Lilian wasn't completely lying. She really isn't Lilian. She is Seo In Ha. "Father, I hope this lie continues for a while. If you announce this is all only a lies, I'm afraid Michael will take extreme action against our family."

"You claimed this proposal was an original blueprint personally designed by Flora, and it turns out you're just using someone else's copied drawings to fool me!" That very night, he announced the unilateral termination of their partnership, demanding that Walsh & Co. refund all deposits and pay penalties for breach of contract. Walsh & Co. instantly fell into a massive PR nightmare. The media swarmed, and they trended on search engines round after round; no matter what statements they issued, it was useless. Flora's past history of plagiarism was also thoroughly dug up, and netizens cursed her relentlessly. In court, faced with the mountain of evidence, Louis was deathly pale.

I couldn't think of a worse hell. "Lennox, I'll get to the bottom of this." I nodded, unsure if the awful images in my mind would come bubbling out if I spoke. "You read the accusations?" she asked. I nodded again. The list came together in my mind: murder, abuse, hiding evidence, coercion of a judge, illegal activities including prostitution. Then it hit me. "The letter blamed me for Melissa Summer's disappearance. Who would have any knowledge of that? And prostitution? That has to be referring to Infidelity." I thought some more. "The writer called Charli Alexandria. It seems as though only her family uses that name for her."

But he never existed, did he? Only the predator. The mastermind. The prince of business. And me? I was nothing more than his blueprint for destruction. Is this what they call a conspiracy? Without me realizing it, Baekhoon has been in cahoots with Auntie Kim all along — setting me up from the very beginning. JV Group isn’t even the real player here. They’re just pawns, following orders. Orders from Baekhoon. They never bought my design. There was no actual transaction. No official agreement. Just a fabricated confession, fake receipts, and a manufactured lie that I was the one who sold the design outside. They forged everything — every single piece of “evidence.”

The audacity of it was almost transcendent. This was the man she'd been sleeping with all this time. Manipulating him. Paying him to commit defamation. To circulate fraudulent lies about an innocent person. The man who had just, in a fit of misguided devotion, confessed to writing the article that was supposed to destroy me. And she stood there, four feet away from him, and declared she'd never seen him before.

“What did you say?” Were her ears deceiving her? Oh, her ears were definitely deceiving her. Fiancé? No way. She wasn’t thinking about marriage. Even if she was, she assumed it would be with somebody she knows and loves. And she hasn’t been lucky in the love department so any romantic entanglements were off the charts. That said, how could she possibly have a fiancé when she wasn’t ready to get married? Who the hell was Tristan Aguilar? So many questions were spamming through her head. She even had Alma read out the content of the card three more times to be certain it was what she heard that was indeed written.

"Tally the damage. Charge them ten times the cost. Bill it to Jessica and her friends. As for Mark..." She glanced at Mark, whose face was as white as a sheet. "I don't remember my family ever acknowledging your identity. You're just the love child of a maid. You strut around on our scraps, yet you dare to insult my fiancé here." Mark sank into despair as his deepest secret was out in the open. His lips shook, but no words came. The guys on the floor stopped and stared in shock. "What? A maid's kid acting like a king?" "We offended Mr. Lane for a nobody? We're idiots."

she said calmly, “it will be revealed, and you will remain exiled. But if you speak the truth, the moon will reveal that as well.” I stared out at the sea and looked into the waters to see my distorted reflection. For a moment I felt fear, not fear of the truth, but fear of being judged. That maybe everything I would say was not going to be honest. But then I inhaled deeply. “I acknowledge my past,” I began, my voice steady. “I was exiled under false judgment, punished for a crime I did not commit. I stand before the sea and the moon and confess that I had no hand in the attack of Damien Blackthorne. I did not harm him. I did not conspire against him. I did not wish him death.”

And he was startled. "I am not Mike" I said to him softly. "Please stop that" He said to me, removing my hands to his face. "I am saying the truth" "No, stop that Mike, you must been affected by the accident" he said to me "No, I am not lying, I am not Mike please" I begged to him "Trying to deny even yourself, what happen to you Mike?" he said with a pain in his eyes "I am Lucas, please listen to me. You can contact my family, please release me"