Loid Forger Novelas e Histórias

“I didn’t want to sell them, but she begged me and was even willing to pay me triple the price! However, because I am in so much need of money at that time, I was forced to sell them!” “Hah! You are just lying! I never met you before, so how come I made contact with you?” Kristel did her best to justify her innocence. But the reporter was persistent and came prepared. He takes out a stack of proofs from his bags. Lorie gestured at his assistant to take them and check. At that point, Kristel becomes wary. She was confused and felt ironic at the same time as how these people were able to forge fake pieces of evidence. “Mr. Stone, I didn’t plagiarize anything! Please, believe me! I don’t know h

"I'm sorry. I had it forged. I wanted to use that to help my daughter gain Mister Goran's favor. They aren't related by blood, and I found someone to forge the paternity test. If you don't believe me, you can ask the agency who handled it." Goran had a look of disgust on his face. "Lilliana, you're absolutely..." Marvin's eyes widened as well. "Lilliana, you're completely..." The two old men spoke at almost the same time, and they were similarly disgusted by Lilliana's shameless behavior. Goran's wife could tell that Lilliana was not lying, and she began to believe it because it explained the logic of their behavior too. Since she had calmed down slightly, Goran took advantage of the situati

'The money will be disbursed today, from tomorrow Lilalinda and I will go to Forger Corporation to help reorganize the organization, hope we can work happily. The two experts spoke and stood up to shake hands with her and Director Lautner. 'Happy cooperation.' Withdrawing her hand, Fiona Forger couldn't help but be curious to ask Expert Lilalinda, 'Can I...can I ask something?' "General Manager Forger is welcome to ask.' Expert Lilalinda very politely replied. 'It's...the loan your company lends to the Forger Corporation, why is the interest rate zero?' Yesterday Damian Desmond said the condition for the interest-free loan was to marry him, but she refused, didn't he still get angry and leav

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."

Chapter 6. Assumptions At one point in their lives, people have kept secrets. I remember when Carter attempted his first lock picking. He'd done it countless times on dummy locks, but it was his first real attempt to break into someone's secret compartment, which turned out to be his sister's drawer in the closet. I wasn't there to witness it. He told me later that the closet was half-filled with homemade porn stash. He regretted knowing that about his sister, and he made me promise not to tell.

his hazel eyes had pinned me, “you get to be the power behind the throne. The uncle who guides his nephew. The silent hand that steers the future of the pack your brother only knows how to bludgeon. Isn’t that worth a signature on a birth certificate?” He reframed my demotion as a promotion. My deletion as a strategic retreat into greater influence. He made sacrifice sound like victory. So, I became a forger. The medical records from the private clinic were a joke to manipulate. I’ve been handling pack logistics for years; bureaucracy is a system of levers. A discreet payment to a lab technician whose gambling debts outweighed his ethics. A sophisticated piece of spoofing software on the cli

“I drove all night, risked my life, and lied to him for days to surprise him with his dream car—the G-Wagon—the one you guys helped me move. And when I got to the apartment—.” I started crying again. Thomas’s eyes narrowed. “What are you talking about?” “He was in bed,” I confirmed, swallowing hard. “With Lisa.” The words were out. Thomas stared at me for a beat, his expression shifting from confusion to shock, then to pure, visceral rage. "No," he growled, shaking his head. "No way. Charles wouldn't..." But the conviction in my eyes, the tears streaming down my face, and the undeniable truth of the situation shattered his denial. He let out a primal yell, a sound ripped straight from the de

“You’re probably right. She’s all yours.” Yes, I also find it hilarious that the lead coordinator of a lingerie show is named after lace. Brocade, guipure, knit, or alençon...I suppose it could be worse.

The brief recess that followed Victor's forgeries seemed like an executioner's interlude. The chill of isolation hung in the air of the antechamber as Davidson huddled with his attorneys, their voices hushed but fevered in a fight to find a counter-strategy. The forged documents were the masterstroke: simple, comprehensible, and setting him out as a scofflaw. The poignant testimony of the son had long since faded into yesterday's newspapers in light of the cold, hard 'evidence' of fraud.

V Isolde opened it, her pulse rising. Inside logs of Penelope accessing Dorian’s biometric server using falsified credentials three nights before his arrest. EXPORT: CONFESSION TEMPLATE (BLACKTHORN).docx FORWARD: VERENA SAND She staggered back from the desk. Penelope forged the statement. And she’d sent it directly to Verena Sand Velvet’s hidden power broker, the woman who’d once offered Isolde a seat at the table. This wasn’t just betrayal.