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“This world is nothing but liars.” Dante slid his arm around her waist, his lips brushing her hair. “Then let’s be the best liars of them all.” Their eyes lingered on their daughter, the wolf and his queen watching their heir sleep, their reign carved in blood, their future balanced on lies. For now, it was enough.

*Liam* “That's all for today, I guess,” I said as I slid into the backseat and looked at Ryder who was already seated and waiting for me. “Yes,” Ryder confirmed as he ticked off the schedule on his iPad. We just exited the venue for the last table read for Love unscripted. I glanced at the script placed on the hand rest in between us and picked it up. I ghosted my fingers over the intricately written title on the front page— Love unscripted.

Even then, luck was still not on my side. The documents I submitted were all organ transplant consent forms. The recipients were all rich or powerful, and I had seen several of the donors' names online before. They had appeared in the news after being tricked into the northern region of Ambur. The truth was obvious, but there was no solid evidence proving Jason had done any of it. I walked out of the police station in a stupor. The rain had already stopped, but my heart had turned to ash.

This was the moment where truth finally clawed its way out of the shadows. “Good afternoon,” Liam began, his voice steady and commanding. “For weeks, baseless accusations have circulated against my partner, Amara Collins. Accusations meant to discredit not only her integrity, but the work she has devoted her life to. Today, we present evidence, irrefutable evidence, exposing those lies for what they are: a deliberate scheme of fraud and deception orchestrated by Darren Okafor.” Gasps rippled through the crowd. Reporters scrambled, pens scratching, cameras clicking like machine guns. Priya advanced slide after slide onto the massive screens behind them, bank trails, emails, and documents link

“Emails. Payments. Proof that Nathan and Alessandro colluded to manipulate the board, falsify financials, and frame Montez Vitalio. Proof that they bribed officers and buried evidence.” A collective gasp tore through the crowd. She flipped another page which the projector screen simultaneously turned to. “And here you can see witness statements tying Nathan directly to the incident that framed me as a gold digger. A plot he staged, then tried to pin on me.” The room erupted into chaos. Gasps, and shouts rang loudly and flashes from cameras could be seen exploding like fireworks. Rhea’s face drained of color, and she rose abruptly from her seat not being able to keep her composure anymore. “Y

She looked almost too tempting for words. "No, really! He saw our contract!" I insisted. "What contract?" she asked, still half-dressed, clearly not buying it. "The fake marriage agreement! The one Mr. Booth had us sign! He kept it on his computer, and Mrs. Booth saw it on his computer!" I blurted out in frustration. "Fake marriage?" Tracy's voice was sharp with disbelief. "Wait, are you telling me we have a fake marriage?" "Are you really this clueless? Stop pretending like you didn't know! Did you think we were really married? Did you forget we're just playing a role here?" I was starting to lose patience.

"Michael, I've been good to you, haven't I? I know you're a good kid. But my grandson has been in hiding for five years, and it breaks my heart." My fingers curled tight beneath the table. My pupils trembled. So everyone knew. Everyone except me. Linda pulled a document out of a safe. The contract listed total assets adding up to nearly a million dollars. "Michael, the Blake family isn't going to shortchange you. All you have to do is accept this child. You don't have to worry about anything else. Jessica promised me she wouldn't have any more contact with Ryan than necessary…" Linda didn't get to finish. Jessica cut her off.

"You got mixed up in something like this, ruining your own health with your reckless behavior—and now you're trying to pull me in too? I'm your best friend!" For a moment, I couldn't even process what she was implying. It wasn't until I caught sight of Andy standing behind the officers—his gaze filled with doubt, a trace of disappointment on his face—that it hit me like a thunderclap. I pointed at Chelsea and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! I've always followed the rules. I've never been involved in anything illegal!" But Chelsea calmly pulled up a series of documents and chat records on her phone. Every page was filled with so-called evidence of my involvement in illegal activities.

Cole takes another step and my hands fly up involuntarily. “I’m tired Cole, I think it’s best we finish tomorrow,” I mumble. Cole frowns, before spinning around and walking out. I close the door softly behind him, and shaking my head. I attempt to go back to normal, reading my book, trying to retain the information in it. The many books he used to convince me that I still have potential to have a wolf just like others. My fingers slide down the aged papers, hoping this would distract me from my inevitable doom. I take a sharp breath. How to distract yourself from your own death?

The hair which extended to his forehead now glued to his skin because of the sweat. “Except you've not, Mr Hermes." Alexander's voice was terribly calm. He picked up the file which was laid on the table and threw it at him. He was lucky to catch it despite his trembling hands. “That is the report from one of my companies for last month” smoke spilled from his lips as he spoke. The man opened the file and flipped through the pages "You mean Versa…" “Yes, you bastard," he interrupted him sharply. “It shows your company somehow managed to steal an idea before it was released”