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With another shaky breath, the man looked up, and the look on his face seemed resigned to the fact that he would never escape his fate. "But... I'm not a bad guy. Glenn told me that I would just be gathering information and reporting it back to her. I swear on my daughters' lives, I have no intention of hurting you or anyone. That's why I am being open with you and telling you the entire truth. So please, don't... please don't hurt me." He paused as a sob escaped his lips.

The way Manuel kept glancing up at my face like he was checking to make sure I was still there. We sat like that for a while. Melissa colored her butterfly. Manuel and I worked on our rainbow. Daniel didn’t color anything, but he answered Melissa’s questions about their dad in a way that was honest but not scary. He didn’t lie to them, but he didn’t let them see how broken he was either. It was careful. Intentional. Like he knew exactly what they needed. “Lena said Daddy’s in heaven now,” Manuel said quietly, not looking up from the crayon. “And that he’s not sick anymore.”

Gregory felt like any moment; he would piss himself. "I will give your message. But I can't guarantee you will receive a good response." The man threatened him. "So, If I were you, come up with the payment." As soon as the goons left, Gregory collapsed on his knees. He doesn't know where he could find the money for them. No one would lend him money anymore. Because of his scandalous photo, many more of their friends and associates knew that about their situation. He needs to think about the fasted way.

Didn't care. I just stared at him. Said nothing. "Isa. Say something. Anything. Please." He wrung his hands, in real pain. This was how he used to be when I'd gone quiet on him. Begging me not to give him the silent treatment. Pain made him human again. He wasn't the untouchable Don anymore. He was almost that gentle broke kid again. But I wasn't that girl anymore. The one he'd lied to. Nothing real grows out of a lie.

he called after me, and I hated how his voice hesitated between the names, like even he didn't know who I was anymore. He caught up, falling into step beside me. His hand didn’t touch me, which was a smart choice because I could have smacked him in public. “You want answers. Let me give them. Come with me.” “Why?” I snapped. “So you can spin another lie with soft music and satin sheets?” He stopped walking. “No. So you can finally hear the ugly truth.” I stopped too. He looked tired... real tired for once. There were shadows under his eyes. His shirt was wrinkled. He wasn’t the Cipher D’Amato the tabloids worshipped. Not in this moment.

he sighed and I shook my head. "Don't you need my contact? Your phone." "Not like you have mine," I snorted and he arched his brows at me. "I do." My brows snapped together and I glared at him. "But the other day you said you didn't?" I reminded and he let out a small laugh. "I lied. Don't believe everything I say." This man was a complicated human. But it was good he never tried to hide that. "Not the words I just said to you here, they are exclusive and I meant everything. I can fake anything but I would never fake an apology, if I'm not sorry then I'm not."

He spoke ith rage that was always there whenever he spoke about the chameleon or if his topic was even brought up in the first place. "I swear on my life sir. I would never lie to you and right now I am not playing you. My source is real and trusted" The Man said again. Stefan kissed his teeth with his Tongue and if it wasn't for the viable information that was en route, he for sure would have blown his head off. Mainly because he was a pest and disturbed him just before he could use those ladies.

He says but everything that comes out of his mouth is nothing but a lie, and Liam knows that. "I wish I could trust you, but life has taught me a lesson. I can't trust anyone, not even myself" "Fuck, please" the man pleads already desperate to save himself. "I have a wife and kids at home, friends and family" The man tried using another tactic but all Liam did was laugh.

It looked like Robert wouldn't admit defeat until he was staring into his own grave. Fine. Since he didn't care about his dignity, I had no reason to spare it. I spoke coldly. "The company was never bankrupt. You faked it just to divorce me and give Ellie a legitimate status." At that, Robert's face turned visibly pale, and he stared at me in sheer disbelief. "H-How do you…" Sensing a massive scandal, the reporters immediately started snapping photos furiously.

"If I told you the only person I've ever wanted to marry is you, you probably wouldn't believe me. Heather, come back. Let's sit down and talk this through properly, okay?" I found it utterly laughable. This was the same man who had tenderly adjusted Paige's veil in the bridal shop and declared in front of a crowd, "No matter who I end up with, my heart belongs only to you."