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Nothing real grows out of a lie. "Angelo." I looked at him. "Vivian knows I can't swim." Angelo sat up fast. His whole posture changed. "That's attempted murder." "You still want me to let it go?" I was so weak I could barely speak. "If you love me, even a little, make sure that evidence does some real damage." His face went paler. "Isa. Your enemies are mine." I closed my eyes and didn't open them till we reached the hospital.

[This idiot Melissa still isn't rushing to save the finance director—she's actually believing Andy's lies! [If anything happens to the finance director, McKinnon Group is truly beyond saving!] [Such a good man, and he still ended up being killed by Andy!] [Melissa is unbelievably foolish—of all people, she chooses to trust Andy!] Instinctively, I turned my head and met Chelsea's hate-filled gaze. A cold laugh echoed in my heart as I spoke first, "Chelsea, you look so distracted. Something on your mind?" She stiffened, then quickly coughed to cover her panic.

Her poverty must have driven her to theft! Mom hid behind me and spoke up uneasily. "I didn't steal it… I don't know how Mikael's watch ended up in my bag…" Lisa stood nearby and scrutinized Mom with an unfriendly, piercing gaze that was full of disdain. She chimed in, "Yeah, right. Could the watch have walked into your bag on its own? "How disgusting. Not only are you poor, but you're also cowards. You can't even admit what you've done."

It was all based on lies that people told a time ago. "How do we fight this?" I asked Nelly. "The old families have been telling lies about us for a time. Everyone thinks we are bad." Nelly's eyes looked fierce. "We show them the truth. We are what our ancestors were. We protect people we do not hurt them. We prove that all the lies are wrong by being ourselves and not being the bad people they say we are." ELRIC I found my mothers journal in an old trunk. It was wrapped in a cloth that smelled like her perfume. I had never read it before. Now I could not stop.

I never imagined it to be all a lie. Before we got married, she had looked at me with a serious expression and said, “There are three things I hope you’ll think carefully about before accepting me. The first thing is that my family was strongly against my staying with my seriously ill ex-boyfriend. That’s why I agreed to go on a blind date with you. But after we get married, I promise to let go of my past.” I looked at her beautiful face, filled with love, and answered without hesitation, “Bailey, I trust you. I can accept that.”

"You let me believe you were lying about the clause, when in fact, you were lying about which document contained it. You traded one lie for a more dramatic, more motivating lie." ​"I exchanged a paralyzing truth for a motivating one," Damian corrected. "I needed you to move with absolute certainty. I needed the Board to believe the threat was real. And I needed the final, unchallengeable proof of our unity. The real lie was that the will we burned was the original. The real truth was that if we hadn't burned that one, we would have lost everything anyway." ​"And Tasha's escape?"

“Mommy, is it bad if people lie a lot?” I stilled. My eyes flicked toward Granny West, who had also stiffened slightly. I turned back to Jason, keeping my voice gentle. “Who’s lying to you, sweetheart?” He shrugged, still staring at his paper. “No one.” I exhaled. “Then why do you ask?” Jason bit his lip, then looked up at me, his little brows furrowed. “I heard Uncle Gregory say something today. He said, ‘A lie told well can become the truth.’”

Because every truth unraveled another, and now she stood on the edge of a decision she could never come back from: Stay loyal to the country that used her. Or stand beside the man she was sent to destroy. The man she was now hopelessly falling for. Now she knows: everything about the case had been a lie. And maybe… just maybe… she had been the biggest lie of them all.

DK cut me off before I can finish what I have to say. “We are not,” he said seriously, “I may have kept the truth from you, Anya, but you surely know that I never lie. Especially with something as important as this.” I looked at him and then at Mikey and back at him. ‘I don’t think they are lying,’ Persephone said, and as much as I hate to admit it. I also don’t think that they are lying. “All right,” I said, “I’m giving you both one last chance. So make sure that none of you would lie or even dare leave something out because god forbid I’m really gonna make your lives a living hell.”

Mason immediately countered, "But lying is still lying, right? No matter if it's for a good intention or not, it's still lying!" "You'll understand when you're older," Damon replied. As soon as he finished speaking, Nyla interjected coolly, "I think Buddy is right. A lie is still a lie. Sometimes, we think we're doing someone a favor, but instead of a temporary lie, I think the other person would prefer to know the truth." Damon looked at her helplessly. "You're right. I was thinking too simplistically." Seeing that Damon had no intention of being honest with her, Nyla stood up. "I'm a bit tired today. You can play with Buddy. Please clean up afterward. I'm going to rest now."