What Lies Beneath Review Novels & Stories

This moment is my reward. The priceless look on Emily’s face nearly makes me laugh. Truly, I have never felt this satisfied. Watching her world crumble is the best kind of high. She finally knows the truth: her darling husband is not the saint she thought he was, and her perfect little family is built on lies. “Babe, please, do not jump to conclusions,” Jackson blurts, practically tripping over himself to get out of the bed and reach for his pants. “There is an explanation for all this… Right, Delilah?”

"I won't hide it from you—my lowest bid this time is nineteen million." The moment I finished speaking, Chelsea fell silent. I knew she had taken the bait. A faint smile curved my lips. Both of us, almost in unison, picked up our phones and sent out messages. Soon, the bidding results were announced. I secured the project—for fifteen million. Chelsea staggered, her body swaying. When she spoke, her voice was as rough as gravel scraping against stone. "Melissa… you lied to me again!" Her eyes were bloodshot, filled with rage.

I quietly wiped my tears away and jumped off the cliff without any hesitation. "No!" Timothy woke up with a start, and his pajamas were drenched in sweat. Zoe was sitting by his bed, the rims of her eyes red while she shed tears in silence. "Timothy, is Melanie really dead?" Timothy's heart was now pounding with frustration. He got up and lit up a cigarette as he stood by the window. Alas, not even smoking a whole pack could ease the frustration he was feeling. Zoe's sobbing was nearly driving him insane.