Novel & Cerita Tell Me Lies Drew Death

I inform her. Something in the way I said the words must have told her that I'm telling the truth, because her eyes widen, and she stares at me unsurely, weighing her options and trying to decide if she believes me or not. I sigh and begin to talk. “Listen, Diane. I never wanted to tell you the truth of what happened that night, because Drew and your parents didn't want the scandal to taint your family name, but your parents knew. No one, least of all I, killed Drew. He committed suicide.” I tell her.

With his hands and feet tied, he inched his way forward bit by bit. While crawling, Theo said out loud, “Dean, I’m sorry! I was wrong! “I shouldn’t have lied about your sister and left her to die. It was wrong of me to switch out the ashes and have your mother’s ashes dumped in the water. “It’s all my fault. Giselle and Palmer are not involved. It’s all on me.” With the truth out, Giselle and Palmer looked at the stairwell with hopeful eyes. They stood in anticipation for the man who had always stood by them.

"Family, Marriage, College, Hobby, anything you can share.” He thought for a few seconds before replying. "I am the only child of my parents, and they are both dead.” "Oh," Adelina gasped. "I shouldn't have brought this up." "Pfft, it's okay. I have no immediate family, except my colleagues at the hospital. My parents didn't ally much with relatives. The only uncle I know, well, I just know him. And no Adelina," he turned to her. "I am not married."

“I have the truth in my hands. The video. The lies. The secrets. You're not just a cheat, Ash.” His voice dropped to a chilling whisper. “You're a murderer.” My heart stopped. My whole body went cold. “M-murderer?” I choked, tears gushing uncontrollably. “Drake, no… please, you don’t understand—” “At first, I thought maybe we could work through this. I tried. Even after seeing that video. I still had hope. But now?” He shook his head, eyes hard as steel. “I see it clearly. There’s no future for us, Ash. You’re poison. I’m going to expose you.”

Then, he opened the flash drive I left behind and played the recordings. "You really think the Alpha would fall for someone as boring as you? I was never poisoned. I'm not dying. I made it all up. You'd be better off kneeling and begging me." It was Ruby's voice, dripping with malice and mockery. And then came my gentle, soft voice. "Caleb, if I'm no longer around, promise me you'll take care of yourself. Be happy." That was the final blow. Caleb collapsed to the ground, wailing in grief. After a moment, he wiped his tears away, a deadly calm settling into his eyes.

“The hospital? You didn’t tell me what happened when you called. Oh, and about that, I’m so sorry I couldn’t go pick her up, I was in the middle of something.” Drew catches my sigh and decides to answer for me, unfortunately Lindsay beats him to it. “Mr. Drew was poisoned at the party so he had to be rushed to the hospital after he fell unconscious. Good thing Ms. Cassie had been with him,” she says, sparing Drew a worried look. I give her a side glance but she’s too busy staring at Drew to realize that I was now glaring at her. “How the hell did that happen? You should have every waiter at the party arrested till you find the culprit,” Daisy exclaims, her face drained of color and any excit

His partner, a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and a weathered face, only shrugged and adjusted his belt before addressing the nurses. "So, it's confirmed then?" he asked. The younger nurse nodded soberly. "Yes. Liam Greer was declared dead upon arrival. Cause of death appears to be complications from drug withdrawal due to severe drug abuse." Her colleague handed the officer a copy of the death certificate. He took it with a slight frown, scanning over the details carefully, as if he was hoping to find something that might indicate otherwise. When he found nothing out of place, he let out a quiet sigh and passed the certificate back to her.

A suspicion I was desperately pushing down. And yet I asked the question. “Why?" “Matthew Reinhart is dead today because of Luca Moon. He pulled the trigger.” "No! You're lying!” "Am I Alex? You know in your heart that I'm telling the truth.” My hands were trembling now as I typed, “You can't prove it. You're lying." There was a two minute delay and then a file was sent. Along with another message. “If after this you still choose to believe the lies he tells you, that's on you. Leave while you still can, Alex. Goodbye."

But I was already hurt—he was just so clueless. “What was that all about? Is it something I should be bothered about?” “You don't have to worry about anything,” he simply replied. “It looked serious, so I'm worried and damn curious.” He sighed, lifting his head to the ceiling briefly before bringing his gaze back down to me. “It’s about Drew's death, okay. That's all I can tell you for now.” I shrugged, grinning. “Well, that's better. At least I got a clue now.” Phil grinned and then walked away. Heaven knew I wanted to know so much more than what he just told me.

The grin returned. Soft. Terrifying. “So removing you?” A slight tilt of his head. “Will be one of our strongest moves.” The screen flickered. And then— Black. ⸻ I didn’t realize I was shaking until the phone slipped from my hand and hit the floor. The sound snapped something inside me. Air rushed back into my lungs in a broken gasp. My parents were dead. Gone. Because of me. Because I ran. Because I lied. Because I thought—