Novel & Cerita New Identity Book

“I don’t think so.” He arches a brow but doesn’t bite. He knows better by now. Or maybe he's just saving his comebacks for when they’ll really sting. I point to the paperwork on the table, eager to change the subject. “What’s all that?” He casually nudges the stack of documents toward me leaning forward. “Your new identity.” I blink. Then blink again. “My what?” I set my coffee down like it’s suddenly turned to acid and begin flipping through the papers. There is an ID. A passport. Birth certificate. Social security card.

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Somewhere my baby wouldn’t grow up hearing raised voices and whispered resentments. I turned onto my back, staring at the ceiling. I would need to create a new identity. Something untraceable. Use that new identity to create a bank account and anything else I'll need. And I needed to do it fast and discreetly. No goodbyes. No confrontations. Just absence.

"I saw the way Adam looked at you and defended you. I noticed how he faced off against his own brother for you. I didn't like it. Tina didn't like it either. Which is why this is the best solution for us all." He hands me the envelope. "This is a new identity, along with a forged birth certificate, educational degrees, and a resume with references. There is money in here that will let you settle anywhere for at least a year. All these new details have been updated in the system, and whoever runs a background check on you will be able to verify this information." I'm silent for a moment as I take the envelope, and then I ask, "And let me guess? In return, you want me to leave Seattle for good

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I need to find a job to pay my bills and distract myself from this sad part of my life. I have a friend of mine who can help me with a new identity as well. I called him and an hour later I hold in my hands my new identification. He also reinstalled my laptop so my family has no access to what is on my laptop. Great, now I arranged everything. I just need some sleep and a couple of drinks. Janet welcomed me with a big smile and a big hug.

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"And perhaps, is there any chance that she might have a twin sister?" I froze. "I'm not sure ma'am, her record shows no family member." Everybody's heads in the room were bowed. They all seem to be scared of her. And I'm not surprised. She looked at my name tag again. She has already known I was a twin. No doubt. "So... Layla Hayden. Is there any way I could contact your twin?" She asked. See guys? She knows already! But I have to still play Layla. "N-no, ma'am. I haven't heard from her for a long time now."

On the desk was a folder. I opened it. Inside was a new identity. Not a fake one in any criminal sense, Elias had been careful to explain that. A legal name variant, Nora Ashford going by Nora James, using her middle name, nothing fraudulent, just a layer of distance. New email addresses. A new phone number for any contact with Marcus and his circle. A cover explanation for the change, a privacy concern following some harassment, plausible and boring enough that no one would push on it. There was also a prepaid credit card with a balance that made me go still for a moment. Not extravagant, but enough. Enough to cover six months of being able to say no to anything Marcus offered without feeli

Third Person's POV Edwin squeezed her shoulder, his tone dead serious. "From now on, as long as you keep your mouth shut about your dirty past, no one will ever be able to dig it up." Samantha stared hard at her brand-new passport and files, tears of pure excitement practically spilling over. With this flawless new identity, she never had to worry about high society finding out she was once married. She didn't have to stress about that bastard child becoming a dead weight dragging down her climb to power.