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Just as John finished speaking, the security guards rushed forward and tried to stop us. Gabby even started recording us on her phone. “Everyone, look! These two shameless lunatics are trying to ruin our New Year. “She even pretended to be my husband’s wife to scam us! They didn’t expect to bump into me, the actual wife, and their plan has failed! “Please share this video after you watch it so they won’t be able to scam other people!” A few passersby saw what happened.

] [And since we're already broken up, you have no right to even say something like you're disappointed in me. I sent the message, then tapped open my contact and blocked the number. The screen went dark and I went back to scrubbing the sheets. The next morning, my phone woke me up by vibrating more than a dozen times. Still half asleep, I opened it and found a long string of messages from my roommates, with a link at the top. The headline read: [Shocking news! The truth about Central University's wealthy heiress and her maid! Is the girl always beside Sophie an impostor?]

Fingers crossed I actually have the time to do it tomorrow. I know. I’m sorry. Again. But like I said earlier… it’s been a lot, my sweets. I’m really sorry to disappoint you. But on a lighter note, we have about 30 chapters or so left on From Lies To Loyalty. Yes. We’re actually nearing the end of this amazing book. Can’t believe none of you called it. I suppose that’s because, just like me, you lot don’t want Lizzie and Reese to come to an end either.

The photo album burst open, scattering pictures across the hardwood. There was the photo of the day Julian proposed, kneeling and swearing to give me the best life possible. There was the day I first introduced him to Chloe, the day the three of us officially became a trio. And there was my last birthday, where they sat on either side of me, smiling as I made a wish. "Elara, what did you wish for?" "I wish for the three of us to stay together forever and never be apart." Julian stared at those photos, his grip on my wrist loosening slightly. He opened his mouth to speak, but Chloe beat him to it.

“What’s going on? You’ve been in here a while.” “Well, Xavier was just letting me know dinner was wrapping up.” The lie rolled off my tongue before I could think, and I managed a small smile to make it more convincing. “I was also lost in our little discussion that I lost track of time.” Frank looked at me for a moment like he found something blue in what I said and then Xavier, I couldn’t read the plain expression he had, it was the kind of look that made you think he had some suspicious thoughts. My pulse hammered in my ears but I held his gaze, kept my shoulders lose and held on to the smile.

I picked up the photocopied agreement, my tone firm. "Yes, I know going back is walking into death. But it's also our only chance to live." They couldn't understand. "Why?" I looked at the three of them and didn't explain further. I wasn't sure I could actually expose the truth, so it was better not to say anything. Even if I failed, I could still buy them time to escape. I took out all my savings and handed them over. "Just use this to buy tickets and leave as soon as possible." Laurel burst into tears. "You don't really have a plan, do you? You just want to buy time for us to run!"

Piero's pupils shrank, and his body shook. I watched his reaction, my chest heavy, like a stone was crushing it. Five years of love were hard to let go of. I still clung to a shred of hope. Maybe it was Vivian's one-sided story; maybe the photos were fake. But Piero's reaction confirmed it. He and Vivian were married. He forced a stiff smile, his voice shaky. "What are you talking about? I..." I cut him off, pointing out, "You may not know, but you touch your earlobe when you lie."

Everyone agreed with what he said by nodding at the same time. Within hours, Leo worked late into the night to expose every bit of Aaron's lie. Fraudulent emails. Money drains. Loans disguised as honest transfers. Messages manipulating truths and gaslighting both Eliot and me. With Lila’s careful hands, we kept everything clean—screenshots, logs, timestamps. “I can’t believe how low he went,” Eliot said in a broken voice. He sat in the living room, trembling slightly. Lila sat next to him and looked at him with sharp eyes. “He said he would destroy us with lies.”

“Don’t you dare judge me. You can’t have children either, remember? We’re both broken, Everett. We were always broken.” “But I didn’t LIE for six years!” “YES YOU DID! About the your family genetic disorder! About the sperm! About everything!” Lilian grabbed her bag and pulled out a folder. “And you want to know the worst part? I wasn’t the only one being used.” She threw the folder at him. Papers scattered across the floor. “What is this?” Everett bent to pick them up. “Bank statements. Wire transfers. Emails.” Lilian’s voice was cold now. “From years ago. When you were setting up your con on Arabella. Look at the dates.”

Xavier was silent for a long time before finally asking, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were the one who saved me all those years ago?" I countered, "Would it have made any difference? You were head over heels in love with Elsa. Because of that, you treated me like I was the villain who was trying to destroy your love life. If you hadn't seen Elsa's true colors, wouldn't you have accused me of lying?" "But… The one I've always liked is the girl who saved me…" Xavier muttered. "Spare me your ridiculous affection. I don't need it." I turned and left, giving Xavier no chance to put on a fake show of sincerity.