Philip Lombard Actor Novels & Stories

"Everyone watching—this is the fraud who stole over twenty years of my life!" Philip Lombardo shoved his phone at me, camera locked on me. His voice dripped hate. "Luca, you took my spot as Lombardo Corp's CEO, slept with my fiancée, lived in my mansion. After all these years... do you feel no shame?" The insults hit out of nowhere. I held it in. "I'm not a fake heir. You've got it wrong."

I turned my gaze back towards the sheet. I heard footsteps walking up the corridor. “Hey!” said Nathan. He was just as stunning in real life as onscreen: broad shouldered, muscular, brilliant smile, and chiseled features. His eyes shone playfully. “You’re the leading lady, right?” he said. I smiled and nodded. “It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance,” I said, “I’m Lydia Lombardi.” Nathan eyed me appreciatively and grinned back. He winked.

If Primo Semion also harbored any resentment towards him, he should have insulted him by not inviting him, but here he was now. What is the card that that damn man is playing with him? Whatever it is, he wouldn't hesitate to play with fire. He'll make sure it's the first thing to burn in hell. Tsk! “Darson? You're still spacing out. What's wrong with you?” Philip asked him with a furrowed brow. “Nothing; what did you say?” he took another sip of wine. “We're asking if you have any idea what this party is for?” “Beat me; how the heck would I know?” he scoffed. The Lombardis still had a sense of mystery about them. They feel like they're such kings and queens of the royal family. Their arrogan

she chuckled as she ate her chips. At this moment Leonard walked into the room with his assistant behind him, both I and Sofiya turned our heads. "What a handsome boyfriend you got there Amelia" Sofiya whispered while eating her chips as her eyes were now glued to Leonard.