Falsettos Andrew Rannells Novels & Stories

"Don't flatter yourselves. Screw you over? You're not worth the effort. I guess people with dirty hearts see dirt everywhere. Sherry and I are clean, unlike you." I scoffed, "Your cheating pictures are practically trending. And didn't you say Bruno signed that contract because of Andrew's connections? What, his pull suddenly doesn't work anymore?" Andrew's face flushed crimson, but he had no comeback. He turned to Cassandra, whining, "It's gotta be some staff pulling strings while Bruno is abroad. Who knows what dirty tricks they pulled?" Sherry laughed. "Bruno is abroad? Weird, I had breakfast with him this morning. I gotta call him to see if he had a clone."

"How noisy." Now that the truth had been revealed, Lana was indeed the mysterious donor "IWantToGetRich". Carol's face turned ashen, trembling on the stage, feeling utterly embarrassed. Andrew looked at her as if he was about to kill her on the spot. Carol didn't dare to return to his side and could only sneakily leave the stage. "Why run away? Weren't you acting self-righteous when impersonating someone just now?" "How could she not run? Impersonating my idol, if she ran a bit slower, I would've beaten her up."

Right then, the fake Anderson Ford slumped into his chair. He was so scared that he had wet himself. As he watched Victor and Madison being brought away in handcuffs, he panicked. Shaking, he said, “I’m not Anderson Ford! They tricked me into coming here! I’m just a rubbish collector! They paid me to play this part!” He threw himself to his knees and started begging me for leniency. “You’re a kind and merciful man, I’m sure. Please give me a chance and let me go. I don’t want to go to prison.”

Andrew Rofil, a rising star actor, attends his press conference. But his way there isn’t easy. I don’t know if that news were true or it just a false rumor to taint Andrew’s career. His rumors were now being discussed. And because of the news, Rona's loveteam has been shattered. Cassia sent me a couple texts. My sister keeps giving me links to the most recent issue about Andrew, so I'm aware of today’s issue because of little sister. And today, I think she's the year's most concerned citizen.

"One of the biggest opponents is Mr. Andrew of Dewfall International. He helped Hollie with plastic surgery and instigated her to join the crew, causing many people around us to be hurt." "During this period of time, I believe that everyone has a lot of doubts about Eliza and Star-Moon Media. Then I'll tell you here today that those are all the tricks that Andrew used to deal with us." "We are worthy of our artists and their fans!" "Andrew, if you are a man, don't always hide behind others and play those dirty tricks." "You have to deal with me openly. I welcome you at all times."

"Don't think too much. Andrew isn't the type to die easily." "Right. That's Andrew, after all." Andrew had faked his illness too many times. Every time, he turned out to be fine. It was just a trick to throw people off.

The man they had deemed weak for so long was actually a top predator who had only been waiting for the right moment to strike. "Fine," Eleanor whispered, her voice barely audible. "I’ll do it." "Good," Julian said. He pulled out his phone and activated the video recording mode. "Start talking. And make sure every word sounds genuine, or I’ll void our deal." Andrew and Eleanor sat side by side on the sofa with wretched faces. In front of Julian’s phone camera, they began confessing all their lies. They admitted the photos were doctored and the story about Julian’s mental illness was completely made up to ruin Claire’s reputation.

Andrew was so gaunt that I almost didn't recognize him. His cheeks were sunken, and his cheekbones were jutting out beneath hollow eyes. The once-handsome man now looked positively frightening. "I didn't believe it when Celine told me, but it really is you," Andrew said, his voice hoarse and grating on the ears. "Why did you lie to me, Joanna? Why did you trick me into thinking you were dead? Do you have any idea how much I regretted everything? How much I missed you?

her voice full of mockery Andrew became even more furious, and slapped her "how dare you talk to me like this keep that bitch mouth of your shut , you are about to get married, and you are whoring around!" She cut his speaking, "That man was trying to harass me. I'm trying to break free from him." she explained. "Don't spout bullshit like that. Do you think the people will believe in that statement especially after this?" Anna scoffed she expected it, he didn't believe in her as usual. Andrew then threw a folder in front of Anna. She looked at it curiously, before opening it. It was an article with pictures of her going out of a car. A man silhouette can be seen. She knew who the man was. I

"She's gonna be okay, Gray. Abby's a fighter." But I saw the doubt in his eyes. Heard it in the tremor of his voice. And a cold, suffocating dread coiled around my chest. "Listen, Gray,” Colton’s voice was low, controlled. “We found the shooter. It was... it was someone pretending to be Cale Hunter." He paused, his jaw tight. "Someone used a very lifelike mask identical to Cale. If it hadn’t torn at the neck, we never would’ve suspected it was a mask. Gray, this was a pretty sophisticated operation, an assassination attempt on you."