Novel & Cerita Wattpad Cheater

With that, I picked up my bag and strode away under everyone's shocked gazes. When I stepped out of the cafe, the sunlight was blinding. My phone vibrated with a message from James. [The offshore accounts have been traced. The fund flows are quite interesting—besides Wendy, a huge sum also went to an overseas casino.] I halted mid-step. So Cameron had not only cheated and transferred assets—he had also been involved in gambling. That made things even more interesting. That very evening, I received an invitation. It was to the industry's top-tier "Golden Architecture Award" gala.

"That doctor is fake! Dakota, you hired someone to lie to me and make me look guilty! You're the one with the STDs, not me!" I had expected Laurence to react this way. Calmly, I pulled up the hospital's official website and found the contact details for the doctor I had spoken to earlier. Seeing the identical phone number, Laurence scoffed. "You went this far to set me up, even making a fake official website." His reasoning had so many holes, but at that moment, none of the netizens were paying attention to his words. Instead, they all turned their anger on me. [This woman has a poisonous heart!]

I_pooped (Sophia) GUYS GET YOUR ASSES ONLINE RN! Will_the_devil (Will) GEEZ, LANGUAGE! I_pooped OH PLEASE! YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO SAY THAT ANYMORE. I KNOW WHAT KIND OF BOOKS YOU READ THESE DAYS. The_real_prince_charming (Noah) Damn, what?! Will_the_devil Chill! It's just wattpad. I_pooped JuSt wAtTpAd What about the smut you read?

'' I mutter under my breath. ''So did he . . . '' My voice almost inaudible as I sigh deeply, ''That was a pretty good story, huh? Do you think I should publish it somewhere? Online? There's this website called Wattpad and I heard that it's quite good. You never know, people might be interested in our love life.''

Hey guys, I have decided that umm I would make a Whatsapp group chat instead of the Facebook group chat. I just really want a way of putting all my active readers a way to be ahead Wattpad and I would really like to be friends with you all or maybe a Snapchat group chat. Y'all should decide what you would like.

The only luck I had by my side was that I have studied the course before, but I wasn't fully prepared. Minutes ticked and I was halfway through. There were whispers around me from students cheating, I didn't bother to ask them because their answers weren't freaking right. What were they using AI? They were screwed. I glanced curiously at Petra and a tired sigh left my lips she was almost done. Petra was expertly using a cheat paper she hid in her tights, her skirt was slightly up. When did she even have the time to write them? Petra never failed to amaze me.

Ethan became a headless chicken as he sputtered uselessly, "H-Honey, I can explain." My voice turned ice cold as I hissed, "Explain what? That the video is fake? Or that the fact that you're cheating on me is just a lie?" Ethan opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He looked like prey that'd gotten its throat stepped on by a predator, me. The captain shot me a sympathetic look. "Ms. Bender, this has nothing to do with you. You're free to go." I nodded, picked up my purse, and sauntered away.

Heather was only able to accuse me of cheating during the Englorian test because there was a gap in our knowledge. However, this gap had inadvertently pushed me into the pits of hell. Heather didn't know it was possible to take Canalian for the college entrance exams' foreign language test. Louis didn't either. Neither did my homeroom teacher, Benjamin Weller. They were accusing me of cheating under the assumption that I took the Englorian test when, in reality, I hadn't even touched it. I unlocked my phone. Heather's suggestion to force me to take an Englorian test on the spot had been shared over 50 thousand times. The commenters were urging me to respond.

Then, he suddenly grabbed my wrist and pleaded with a desperate look in his eyes, “Grace, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have forced myself on you, and I shouldn’t have kept you locked up. I never should have…” He burped before he managed to finish his sentence. The look in his eyes grew increasingly lost. I sniggered condescendingly at his behavior but made a show of being forgiving and gentle with him. I gently stroked his furrowed brow, and when I spoke, my voice was as soft as a feather, “What did you do wrong?” My advances seemed to work because he began to relax. Soon, his eyes welled up with tears. “I shouldn't have lied to you and told you I was allergic to women. I shouldn’t have gotten i

"The proof is right here! There's no denying it! Two identical test papers, even the mistakes match perfectly! How could this be fake? Flynn earned first place, and you're dead last! Do you think we'd believe he copied from you? "How could you stoop to such despicable tactics just to take his guaranteed admission? Do you even know how much Flynn endured in the countryside? He earned first place on his own, and you try to steal it from him? Have you no conscience? You've brought shame on the entire Watson family!"