L Lawliet Pfp Novels & Stories

“Miss Lawrence, we want to know what are the purposes of you doing that. Has your father not given you any wealth, or does he dislike you because you are not of his blood?” Rilika stopped in her tracks, turned around to face the cameras, and yelled, "Why are not people assuming that I'm the victim? Not once, but twice, Liam Grey has violated me. When he did it for the first time seven years ago, I was carrying his child at the time.”

"It was Black Eagle. Even though Mr. Williams stole all the power from his Ex-fiance Zella's family, his problem is still not over. Other organizations with their own interests keep coming back to him. No I know who the enemy is, I really need to see Sir Victor. I know he knows about them, especially the new drugs. He's the only one who gives me that information." Liam continued to wait until he heard the call from inside the prison. He changed his physical features. He actually posed as the prisoner Kitty's lawyer. When the young man entered, he was shocked to see the huge difference in the girl's face versus her face in the photo. It was very beautiful but now that he was in front of it, i

Lila trailed off, looking at Kyle regretfully as if she would cry if he didn't help her. Kyle let out a heave as he touched Lila's hand in her lap. All the three sitting on the other side of the table— Jasmine, Jojo and Mari— saw his hand movement too. "This beautiful crazyhead here is my most valuable, amazing, always available for me, sometimes cute and sometimes crazy, my forever partner in crime... My closest friend, Lila. Lila Calvin. She's a social media influencer and one of the best advisers I have in life." Kyle said with a genuine tug at his lips.

I tuck the few strands of hair which has fallen off the clip behind my ears, looking around I move myself to the first row bench. I take my seat beside the lady seated next to the man, her blonde hair pulled up to a neat high bun, her skinny legs crossed the point of the heel getting contact with me. I clear my throat as I lean over to my right closer to her and whisper "Excuse me, your heel," I point at her shoe. The hazel eyes takes a glimpse of me, she purses her red velvet lips as she rolls her big eyes and moves her leg. She is Tira Liam, A lawyer who will do anything to win a case. It's tragic that a beauty like her has committed a quite number of murder yet not caught red handed.

#boycottSmithGroup #boycottL&LDesigns’ ‘Like you could afford L&L Designs! ‘Maybe they can afford the products L&L Design produces each year for charity and donate to several shelters and orphanages.’ ‘I think a kind-hearted person like Mrs. Liliana, who has been mass-producing high-quality clothes specifically for donating and has been personally involved in relief work, should not be a cheater or a homewrecker. Innocent until proven guilty, and these photos do not mean much. #WaitForTruth.’ ‘Who said that?’

" Lia, in her attempt to get back at Helma, had been shelling out cash to keep her plagiarism scandal with Wild Tea at the top of the trending topics. It now appeared that her efforts had just backfired big time. The second hottest topic was a call to action: "Boycott Starlight Perfume Studio!" Helma took a peek at the online buzz, and most of it was tearing down Lia's reputation. Someone had even compiled a top ten list of Lia's offenses, painting her as a villain who smeared and extorted Helma, a medical professor whose work was a boon to human medicine.

"How are you faring?" "How else? Terribly." Lila was quick to reply. She slabbed a dash of red on her big toe, then leaned back to examine it. Once satisfied with the result, she moved to the next toe. "I previously publicized my engagement into the Knight family, and I suppose that was my mistake. Don't blow your trumpet before you've got the gold in hand, they say. Now, I'm taking stray bullets for a man I'm not even married to yet. I had to go as far as privatizing my I*******m because imbeciles wouldn't quit trolling me." "Oh no. All those pretty pictures."

A haze of petals and frills is scattered around in a simple but soft romantic manner, just like Aria wanted. Lili flicks her eyes from her tablet. “I haven’t met him either.” Her small fingers flick across the screen with the determination of someone running a mission. “You’re gonna like him,” Leyla pipes up from behind her pink mask, freshly released from the hospital for the occasion. She sits straighter than any nine-year-old has the right to, spine taut, knees pressed together, her pink princess shoes dangling just above the floor. Her voice has this delicate certainty to it. “He’s the nicest brother. And pretty.”

"Vulture? Don’t you think that’s a little dramatic? He's a fucking fashion legend." Liam's jaw clenched even further. "Legends doesn’t mean they are good people." I glared at him, trying to read the expression on his face. But I couldn't place what he was thinking "So what? You think he’s dangerous? Liam please…” Liam cut me off and seared into my face with blue flames of ice-blue eyes. "Just stay with me tonight and don’t go into any private spot with anyone." he said bluntly. "You were naked on the internet for the entire world to see. You're bound to attract a lot of vultures and predators. And the Elites? They are the worst of them.

"The audacity of this capitalist scum!" I leaned forward, staring directly into the camera. "Of course, I'm here to respond," I said. "This is the internet—where stories are told for entertainment. Do you really believe everything you see? I have evidence that clears my name entirely, proving I am not a murderer." As I finished speaking, my team deployed a series of trending hashtags, flooding social media with phrases like "The Truth About Lily Parker's Claims" and "Capitalist Speaks Out: Shocking Revelations."