Dealing With Love...
He asked again and honestly, I was annoyed with his trivial questions but amused by the way Philips was reacting.
“No. I have never been there. What is this? Are you trying to investigate me or something? I won’t say anything without a lawyer,” Philips adamantly refused but his gaze was that of a worried man. I smirked and stood from my seat and walked towards him.
“You know what Philips, there are different kinds of liars. The ones who lie to protect their family, the ones who lie for their personal interest, the ones who are good at lying, and the ones who suck at it, and you, my dear sir, are terrible at lying,” I said with a smirk and folded my hands. Phillips gulped and an idea popped i
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