Romance Fraud Mga Nobela at Kwento

I kept my face neutral. "The second marriage," Whitmore continued, "was built on deception. His ex-wife, Vivian Winters, concealed the fact that their daughter was not biologically his. Mr. Romano spent three years raising a child that wasn't his, demonstrating poor judgment and an inability to maintain stable family relationships." "Objection," Catherine said. "Mr. Romano was the victim of fraud in his second marriage." "Sustained," Judge Hernandez said. "Mr. Whitmore, stick to relevant facts."

She barely felt Laura’s smirk as she left the room, quietly shutting the door behind her. Laura and Francesca returned later that morning, only to find their plan had backfired in the most unexpected way. They had hoped Luciano would find Rosa trying to seduce him and throw her out in a fit of rage or, better, kill her; they hadn't intended for the marriage to actually be consummated. However, they quickly pivoted, sensing an opportunity in Luciano’s fury. They whispered poison into his ear, convincing him that Rosa had planned this all along—that she was a gold-digger who had trapped him to secure his money and power. They provoked him.

"Paula, do you think I'll live a lifetime with a woman who deceives me? Flora is the woman who truly loves me, and you people, one is more abominable than the other. One is my biological mother, one is my younger brother, and one is my ex-girlfriend, everyone comes to ask me for a hundred million, where do I have so much money to give you." Conrad stopped pretending, looked at the few people with sharp eyes, he looked at Paula: "You committed marriage fraud, even if you don't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me, I can apply for a divorce here. You want money, I'll tell you, I don't have money, I won't give you a penny." The three people's faces changed drastically. Conrad’s mother was hap

“She told you? Do not trust a word that comes out of her mouth, she’s a filthy liar. He was not even her fiancé. She deluded herself into believing they were gonna get married, how is that my fault!” She was acting crazy, crazier than usual. I’d never seen her so mad. Her face was puffy and all red with rage. Crease lines appeared on her forehead. Roman stood up from between my legs to face her. “The only person who has lied to me here is you. You knew from the very begging that I was looking for Lolly. You knew you weren’t Lolly yet you lied to me. For two years! You tried to scam me into marrying you!” Roman went off on her. The severity of his tone shocked her into silence.

RACHEL’S POV “What did you do?” Leo asked, his tone platonic but I could sense the underlying annoyance in his voice. “I did what I could. If we both act as a married couple for just 100 days, then Max Zenin will either invest in my company or yours at the end of it,” I said, folding my arms defensively. I had hoped he would understand, but his expression told me otherwise.

"Do not ever talk about Bella! She is a terrible person and I do not want to be reminded of her every minute of the day! Can't we just leave her back in Italy? And no I'm not going to stop what I'm doing just for your sake. I could make serious money. I promise your little relationship will do just fine ok? Just hush and enjoy the show Amara." "Money? So she's just another bet?" I let out a scoff in disbelief that he's doing this thing for money!? I knew he was money hungry but he's so fricking spoiled that it's ridiculous he'd want even more. "Why are you always doing these things, if you need money just ask dad or something, doing these bets is just the absolute dumbest thing I've heard of

Elena felt Damian tense beside her, felt him draw breath to answer for her, and set her hand lightly on his arm — not to silence him, only to ask, without words, for the chance to answer this herself. “You’re right,” Elena said, her voice calm, carrying, pitched with the same precision Vivian had used. “It didn’t agree with the marriage. Because the marriage, as it turns out, was being poisoned by forged medical documents someone paid a great deal of money to fabricate.” She smiled — genuinely, easily, the smile of a woman with absolutely nothing left to lose in this particular conversation. “I understand the federal investigators found that especially interesting. I’m told document fraud ca

"Nanny, please. Don’t remind me. I’m trying to forget that ever happened." "Forget? Oh no, my dear. You can't forget something like that. This is fate, darling! You slept with him, and now he’s your boss? You couldn't write a better romance novel if you tried!" she exclaims, practically bouncing in her seat. I stab at my food. "This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself."

My mom was saved by another girl who drowned trying to help. "Roxana stole the credit. One of her friends sent me their old chats. There are recordings. "Turns out, she only rejected me back then 'cause I was broke. When I started making money, she came crawling back. "She targeted you, stirred things up behind my back. Even her sickness, the suicide act—it was all fake. That highway crash? She staged it to pull me away from you and Luca... to wreck our marriage. "I'm sorry, Stella. I really am. I hurt you. I hurt Luca. But I've always loved you. Please... don't divorce me."

"She's out to get me. She faked her death. She faked the whole dramatic exit. She'll show up once I've paid my dues." He clung to that belief. It was all he had. Even if the love he felt was nothing but a side effect of some drug. Even if that love had curdled into something dark. Nora was beside herself, crying next to him. Francis watched her, and after a long pause, a sly grin spread across his face. "Yeah, Natalie loved me. She'd come running back the second she heard I was off the market." Nora, eyes red and swollen, looked up at Francis on bended knee and heard him say softly, "Nora, let's go ahead with the wedding, okay?