Falsettos Andrew Rannells の小説・ストーリー

Andrew thought. “I'm sorry to break your fragile heart, Andrew. Whatever papers you made my lawyers sign or whatever, they were all fake....” Alfred paused “What? That's not true. They wouldn't sign me fake papers when I had their family hostage” Andrew said “But they did and convinced you everything was yours. Those papers were fake Andrew, fake. Nothing is yours. Everything still fucking belongs to me” Alfred said and Andrew's face turned sour. They tricked him. He wasn't going to let them escape with this one.

Collins said, his voice firm, Andy looked nervous but tried to play it cool. "I don't know what you're talking about," Andy said. "Don't play dumb with us. We know that you've been supplying us at the black market junction with fake packages and substance," Herbert added. The Andy's face paled as he realized he had been laid with false allegations, "I can't do that to you people, and I can't cause any harm In my point of sales, trying to understand me” Andy said, Collins shook his head in disappointment, and he said, you know quite right that you are behind all these problems, and you are pointing accusing fingers at me, oh, Andy, you are a bad person” Collins said,

Kaleb was quick to clear the rumors that Daniel had spread about Andrew's Solution being a facade for a mafia gang. Andrew loosened his tie and placed when a call from an unknown number came on his phone. Already guessing who it was, he picked and placed it on his right ear. “I underestimated you, Andrew. Who knew you'd have someone in the FTC. But I must say, that's really clever.” Daniel's voice came from the other end, singing praises to Andrew. Andrew drew his lips into a thin line as he spat out coldly, “Accusing my company of being a mafia gang facade is wild, Daniel. Is this because you desire my wife?”

“Public appearances. Joint statements. Romantic paparazzi moments.” “And then we fake-breakup?” “Eventually. Or maybe not.” I stared at him. “You’re enjoying this.” “I enjoy puzzles,” he said. “And right now, you’re the most interesting one in the room.” He buttoned his cuff again and headed for the door. “Sleep tight, fiancée,” he called over his shoulder. And then he was gone. ______________________________________________________________________ I woke up to thirty-two missed calls, three back-to-back headlines, and a group chat explosion titled “ADELAINE WTF?” — in all caps. Zain’s name also pops up. He had the nerve to still text me.

She acted first, using the lie to drive me and Stella away. Gambling never ended well, but I also didn't expect karma to take this long. After finally accepting my death, Andrew began to doubt Tiana. It was her relative who had spread that fake story of me leaving with another man, after all. He reported this to the police and asked them to investigate Tiana's relative. At the same time, he stopped warming up to her. Just then, the hospital informed him that Stella had woken up.

"How's that even possible? The insemination went well. Lifting her eyes from the paper, disappointment appeared on her face. Manny couldn't give her mum an answer. Her eyes darted towards Andrew who looked unconvinced. She'd have to deal with him later. Before Manny arrived home, at the hospital after the doctor handed her the test result, she pleaded with him to make a fake result. She planned on showing the fake result to her mum and Andrew who would get off her back and things could go back to how they were. While she would be far away nursing her child. In her head, it sounded like an incredible plan. “Take the test again." Andrew interjected whereas Manny's mum kept repeating the words

He thought I’d drugged him to force a mating mark so I wouldn't have to marry a disabled man. "Hanna lied," I whispered. "Vanessa lied. No one ever talked to me, Andrew. I swear on the Moon Goddess, I only heard about this today. I didn't drug you." Andrew looked at me, really looked at me, and rubbed a hand over his face. He reached out and stroked my hair, his touch no longer possessive, but grounding. "I'll reopen the investigation into that night. Every detail." "Fine," I breathed, leaning my head against his shoulder.

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:

, and the profile picture clearly belonged to Juliana Pearson, the CEO of Halvea's Pearson Group. Andrew's face twisted, and he slapped Michael's phone out of his hand. It hit the floor and shattered instantly. "Are you insane?" Michael roared, his eyes reddening. "You're the ones who are out of your minds!" Andrew howled. "You changed your contacts to fake being rich. Anyone can edit a contact name! "Not only are you pretending to be wealthy, but you're also a player with a dozen backup lovers on your phone. How utterly shameless! Those rich women probably used you up and tossed you aside already."

Maurvi was smiling like anything. " What? But you started crying today, when I asked you what happened." Sid looked confused. She just shook her head. " You have the recording of that conversation ? Where? " I asked her. She smiles and touched her forehead and said, " Here.. " " So you lied??? With so much confidence?? " " Correction, Mr Doctor, I acted with so much confidence. I was acting, In fact, I had forgotten my phone at home that day. That is why, I was personally going to call both of them."