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“A job?” “Yeah. It’s temporary. But… We need someone who can pull it off. It’s for the company. You pretend to date someone. Just a show. In and out.” Liam stared. “Fake dating? Are you joking?” Kant crossed his arms. “You’ve done worse for money.” Liam’s eyes flared with disbelief. “That was years ago; I’m not that person anymore.” Kant shrugged. “Fine, then I'll find another person; just say no.”

“I’M GOING CRAZY!” Jane screamed, letting the documents Lucas had brought to her apartment the other day fall over her face. Lucas had never mentioned that memorizing details would be part of her role as his temporary wife. The last time Jane had to memorize so much was back in high school, specifically for her terrifying final exams. She never imagined she’d have to do it again years later. In her mind, she kept repeating the answers to potential questions she might face. Her name is Jane Sharpe. Not Jane Summers .

Hank could not argue his way out of this without his father’s DNA. The public was having a field day while Hank battled it out with his family. Judging by the family’s interaction, some believed that Hank was himself. However, how did the whole mess happen? I dialed my assistant’s number. “You’re up.” An article made its rounds on social media within two minutes. “The husband of a locally recognized businesswoman fakes death to elope with mistress!” I recounted my experience in my previous life as if it was a story. Though no names were mentioned, Hank was clearly the protagonist of the story.

I turned to Henry and said, "Could you please check the system one more time and see if my information can be displayed now?" Right in front of everyone, Henry searched the system interface again. This time, my family information finally appeared in full. It listed clearly, "Father—Gideon Linden." The truth left everyone dumbfounded. Frankie stood trembling in the back, unable to believe what he was seeing. He stammered, "S-So the person we've been slandering this whole time… i-is really Mr. Linden's daughter!" His words echoed what everyone else was thinking. Only then did they realize what they had done. Not only had they accused the boss' daughter of having an affair with her own father,

There is not a bit of hope left in her. He gives her an owlish look. As she rolls her eyes and says "do not try to convince me. Mr. Tedd. We are off boundaries." Her voice was shaky. Julien keeps the silence ahead of her protest as he shrugs and says "I don't give a damn. It's a fake marriage, remember. Today you will sleep here on the floor as said. Tomorrow if you want to stroll around the city, be my guest." He dismisses himself as he rolls his sleeves and turns around to see her anguish look. "Sorry, but I would rather not."

As a final touch, she borrowed some of her daughter's favorite perfume, spraying it liberally on her inner thighs and between her breasts. "Leave the lamp on a minute," Jennifer says, exiting the bathroom and standing naked next to the bed. Chuck brings his hand back from the switch and turns to look at his wife. From his prone position on the bed he gets his first view is of her newly waxed pussy. "I wanted you to see this before you turned off the light," Jennifer smiles. Spreading her legs, she shows off the neatly trimmed triangle above her hairless pussy lips. "I'm also wearing her perfume and I've lubricated my ass to simulate the feeling of a tight teenage vagina." Chuck is speechless

"Great again. Mr Cartelli, if you could sign right here, and then Mrs Cartelli, if you could do the same just below his..." There hadn't been many documents for me to sign like this, so I winged it and made a new signature on the spot. I noticed Armani staring at it for a moment, but his attention was on the woman as soon as she started speaking. "And Dads..." she continued. Once they passed her the contract back, she handed us both the prenups, which were slightly scarier to look at, but I knew they would help us in the long run if this fake marriage ever had to break up. Though, I doubted we would be sharing much besides a last name and a vacation to Italy.

My blood slowly went cold. If I hadn't seen her with my own eyes, I might've actually believed him. I might've thought he saw the electronic wedding invitation I posted online and finally realized his mistake. I simply answered, "Okay." After hanging up, someone sent me a screenshot from Easton's group chat with his friends. He had shared my wedding invitation with them. "Look at this! Wanda is trying to force me into marriage now!" One of his friends replied immediately, "She didn't even put a photo in the invitation. If she's going to fake it, she could've at least done it properly."

"Did you really kiss your stepbrother?" "Are you okay?" I turned my phone off and lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. Tomorrow would be worse. The rumor would spread more. More people would know. More people would judge me. Tuesday was somehow worse than Monday. Someone had made a fake social media account pretending to be me and was posting about being in love with Ryan. People were sharing it. Commenting. Making jokes. "Lila Richmond is a freak." "Keep her away from her family members." "This is what happens when parents remarry. Kids get confused."

“Don't you guys think it's a scheme by Lucas Harrison to clear his name? He made another lady impersonate Heidi to save himself from the paparazzi.” “Grandpa, don't let such a minor incident affect you. Lucas Harrison is capable of everything. Besides, Heidi lost her baby long ago and the lady who appeared in the press conference is heavily pregnant.” “Will you guys leave me alone?” Grandpa Jeffery coughed. “That lady is none other than Heidi Olsen. I believe the fake Heidi is in GreyHills.” “How! Stop speaking like that, Dad! Heidi will never turn against us and go to Lucas Harrison.” Heidi stood by the door that led to Grandpa Jeffery's bedroom, listening to the family members speak at onc