Novel & Cerita Family Of Liars

Logan shouted furiously, “You were eyeing my family’s assets right from the start. You stole the Passion Fragrance District Project and two billion dollars from us.” Holy cow. An uproar erupted in the hall. Logan dropped quite a bombshell. “What are you saying, Logan? You only come from a family with some money. That’s no reason for you to talk to me with such disrespect.” Liam rose to his feet in rage. “Don’t give me that bullshit. I’ll show you that the Hansers will have no place in Lilyrose.” Logan hissed through clenched teeth. “You had it coming for all those dirty deeds you did, Liam. I’m going to expose you. Are you going to deny that Quartet Group has nothing to do with your family?”

He sighed and breathed out shakily. “How the fuck do I tell her that her father’s mistress who is her cousin killed both her mother and father? How the heck! To think I thought the Li family in the past was a mess, their future mistakes makes their past mistakes look like a child’s play. What a dysfunctional family the Li family is and it looks like they pass those terrible traits to generations after them. Huff! What a family?! I wonder the kind of trauma that girl went through to be this heartless and wicked”, he muttered to himself in the silence of the car with his hands on the starring wheels.

Chase's father replied, still gazing at me with an odd look. "She kinda has amnesia and forgot our wedding," Chase said to my family. Everyone at the dining table burst out laughing. They looked at me and kept shaking their heads. Then they proceed to bombard me with a lot of questions. I was trying to be as polite as possible with them but they started to get on my nerves. To avoid their questions, I always end up looking at Chase, giving him a look, signaling him that I can no longer accommodate and answer all their queries, especially those interrogation of his parents.

Elara's voice was hoarse, defending herself. She knew it was useless to explain. It always had been. "Still lying! You're a liar!" Dante shoved his phone into Elara's face. On the screen was a photo of Serena in her luxury hospital room, tears streaming down her face, a tiny bandage on her forehead. The caption read: 'My heart aches from the betrayal of someone I trusted most. Why does family become a weapon?' Elara let out a mocking laugh. "She typed a few lines, and you believed it?"

Danny freaked and dragged me into a corner. "Jerome, it's not what it looks like. Just go home, okay? A few days—No, tomorrow—I'll explain everything. There's nothing going on with Lia. The kid isn't mine. There are people everywhere, Jerome. Don't make a scene. Please!" 'Lia.' Said like that—like they were close—and he still claimed nothing was going on? "Get lost." I swiped my private card and headed upstairs.

“Don’t get me wrong I do but I’m worried. You are always indoors. You are growing up and you need to get out there, enjoy the world.” “I’m enjoying my world.” “What is your book all about?” “Crime fiction.” “Am I supposed to know about that?” “Ah dad. Where do I even start from?” Her father looked at her. “Ok just know that it’s about the most notorious family in Zambia.” “Notorious?” “Yes. The family is the most feared in the country. No one crosses their path. Whoever does, gets killed. On top of that, they have connections everywhere. The police cannot touch them. No one touches them.”

He folded his hands together. “We do not hire assassins.” He shook his head slowly. “We do not hire killers.” His voice carried a calm confidence. “My family is simply a normal family.” He smiled slightly. “In fact, our total family wealth is nowhere near what people assume.” The lie came out effortlessly. “Our entire family fortune is likely around fifteen million dollars.” Back in the underground room, several League members exchanged silent looks. Charles continued speaking smoothly. “I am not here to claim that my family is perfect,” he said.

Family was a sensitive spot for her, but she needed to be professional about it. “ They were a multimillionaire family and everything was happy according to everyone...They found the bodies of all the family and their son holding onto the bloody knife, that was used to kill them...” Professor shaked his head in sorrow, feeling bad for the family. He looked up to see, if Sia was following through and he found her attentively listening to him, just like what was expected of her.

Emma, the fake heiress, and I were sold into an underground BDSM club. When my parents, the richest couple in the country, and my husband, Leo DeLuca, the feared Don of the DeLuca crime family, finally found us, I was bound with duct tape and covered in wounds. Emma lay beside me, heavily pregnant and unconscious. Three months later, doctors confirmed that her baby had died in the womb. She was the adopted daughter my parents had cherished for twenty years, and the girl my husband had never gotten over. My parents and husband went half mad, offering a nationwide one-hundred-million-dollar bounty for any lead on the person responsible. I was the only one who might have seen the culprit's face

She let him in because she wanted to hear what he had come to say, not because she wanted him there. “I was wrong,” Dante said. “About that night. About all of it.” Then he gave her the truth in full. The message that lured her upstairs had not come from Vivian. The room had been locked from the outside. The floor report had been altered. Claire had known enough to benefit from the lie and had let it stand for five years. When he finished, Serena only looked at him. “So now you know,” she said. Dante did not speak. She went on.