Was The Show Cheaters Fake の小説・ストーリー

And not just friends, I believe that they had made a huge fan base seeing that the community loves them. She scoffed. “If they did love them then they would have helped them out," she muttered and I believed I wasn't supposed to hear those words. "Pardon," I said hoping that she would repeat what she had said. “Sorry, never mind,“ she said dismissively making me think that there was something she was hiding. Often, I have sat and wondered how it is that the story of three famous chefs who were involved in an incident was not hot gossip on the internet. There was something wrong somewhere but I just couldn't figure it out.

"Thank you for working yourself to death for eight years to make money for me. Now, you can go back to scrubbing toilets. Sylvia and I are off to live the good life." Sylvia leaned into him with a sweet smile on her face. "Madeline's had it rough, too. Eight years of cleaning toilets, and now she has nothing left. Kind of pathetic, honestly." She paused, then raised an eyebrow with a smirk. "Oh, Madeline, you don't know, do you? Henry's cancer is fake. The report was fake. It cost us 200 bucks. How else were we going to squeeze that last 50 thousand out of you?"

he said gazing at me with cold eyes. Everyone at the table froze instantly with their gaze turning to me, not with cheers this time. My heart throbbed against my chest as I swallowed hard. I heard the news, but I wasn't sure it was real. “That's… not true.” I stuttered as my voice hitched, “It's probably fake news.” “Fake news?” the fat man chuckled, “The CEO wrote a public lawsuit, and it's all over the news. Is this the kind of reputation this company holds?”

Even I was unsure of whether she was telling the truth to all of us about something she had done or whether she was trying to take advantage of her position as a victim and show her loyalty to me. Before continuing his explanation, the alpha king came up to me and showed me the serial number that was printed on the banknote. After that, he said, "In all actuality, she is telling the truth." I blinked, completely confused, and asked, "How did you know? " are you sure?," he asked rhetorically, "the money that comes from the royal family is marked by unique serial numbers, and this belongs to my sister, yes!" I sputtered and put my hand over my mouth as I tried to compose myself "oh my god!

"Go on, Kayleigh. Tell him. Didn't our mine lose gold?" All eyes instantly turned to Kayleigh. Thinking of the kind, bright woman she once was, I couldn't believe she'd lie for him. But under everyone's gaze, she hardened her heart, shut her eyes, and shouted, "Yes! The mind did lose a shipment of gold." Mockery and scorn from the crowd flooded my ears incessantly. Just like that, I was branded a thief. Gerald burst out laughing, slapping Kayleigh hard on the butt. "Good girl," he said, not forgetting to shoot me a provocative look.

Hearing the mounting whispers, Megan struggled to maintain her composure. But Edward completely lost his head. His true colors flashed instantly. "Shut up, all of you! This is slander! The video is obviously fake!" The guests' mockery only grew louder. Driven to madness, Edward started hurling wine glasses down into the crowd. Megan grabbed his arm, trying to restrain him as her patience rapidly wore thin. "Calm down!" With that, she dragged Edward by the elbow and fled the venue. Once they were in the car, her assistant, Nathan Brooks, gave a hushed report. "Ms. Mitchell, the tech department couldn't trace who uploaded the file. Do you think Mr. Lawson—"

When Kane came around, he scanned the room with wary eyes. I didn't want him to know who I really was. My real identity, as the daughter of the Don who commanded the most powerful mafia alliance in Europe, wasn't something I could just drop on a stranger. So I kept it simple. I tucked the sheets around him and lied with a soft smile: "Don't worry. I'm nobody special. My family runs some international trade, and I just happened to find you." The moment he heard that, the suspicion left his eyes. And when he realized I had money, something close to hunger lit up in their place.

“And what are you then? Her savior? Oh please, don’t make me laugh. Everyone knows your secret. You are not better than me. You don’t keep women. You use them and toss them aside like trash.” Gasps erupted from the pack wolves in the distance. No one spoke to the Chairman that way. But Damian didn’t falter. Instead, he stepped closer, closing the space between him and Ethan until dominance poured off him in waves. My knees threatened to give way under the sheer force of it. “You’re right,” Damian said calmly. “I never keep women.” His eyes cut to me, dark and burning. “Until I met her.” The world stopped. My chest constricted so tightly I could barely breathe.

Charlie was taken aback, and he asked in surprise, “Mom, what are you talking about? When did I try to cheat you?” Elaine ignored him and ran directly to Claire as she complained, “Daughter! Look! You have to divorce this big fat liar today! There is something wrong with this guy! He even tried to cheat your own mother! How can you forgive him?” Claire was very puzzled and she asked, “Mom, what happened?” Elaine handed the cheque over to Claire before saying, “Look! Your husband must be crazy! He actually gave me a fake one hundred million cash cheque, and the cashier at the registration counter almost called 110 to report me for committing fraud!”

When I saw my husband Zedrick with someone else's tricks. I was on the opposite side of Zedrick's door when I heard what sounded like a dog howling. I frowned because I knew that there was no dog in the office, that's why I felt a nervousness that almost enveloped my entire being when I was sure that the growling was coming from my husband's office. My trembling hand grabbed the doorknob and gently opened the door. That's where I finally saw my husband who was kissing someone else, he was still sitting at the table and opened his mouth to my husband. It was like hot water was poured on me because I saw Zedrick cheating on me. I let go of the paper bag I was carrying with only food. My eyes w