Who Is The Liar Chapter 1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

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"And Vincent is the poor, heartbroken victim." Marcus slammed the laptop shut. "These people have no idea what really happened." "The truth?" I scoffed. "Vincent will never let the truth out. He'd rather the whole world think I'm a monster than admit he's the one who betrayed me." A week later, on a snowy evening, Marcus and I were leaving a small Italian restaurant. The snowflakes were large and soft, glowing in the warm yellow light of the streetlamps. I had my arm linked through his, feeling a rare sense of peace.

“Since I didn’t have a title yet, of course I had to be a little domestic to leave a good impression on my partner. “Otherwise, what if he got mad and didn’t want me anymore?” I scraped the tip of her nose, listening to her complaining and teasing. I felt helpless, recalling how my friends had stared at Laura with blatant gossiping faces when we left last night. While casually scrolling through my phone, my eyes landed on a piece of news, and I laughed. “If you want a title, here it comes.” The headline that shot to the top of the trending list was bolded in big letters. “The heir of the Chase family behaved improperly and seduced a married woman.”

I went to the Pack pharmacy to pick up the last few herbal prescriptions for my mother. When I returned to her hospital room, the sound of violent screaming echoed from inside. I rushed into the room to find Chloe kneeling by my mother’s bedside, her face drenched in tears. "I’m so sorry, ma'am. I’m the one who hurt Elara. I’m the one who tore them apart," she sobbed. "I’m shameless! I seduced Julian! Please, just hit me! I’ll leave the Pack for good! I’ll give Elara back her happiness!"

And for the first time… Ilyaan didn’t know who was telling the truth anymore. 🖤 ⸻ End of Chapter 26 To Be Continued…

"Someone is trying to kill me." The detective raised an eyebrow at her statement, his expression unreadable as he leaned back in his chair. "And who, exactly, is trying to kill you?" he asked, his voice laced with skepticism. Someone tried to kill her, but here she is, standing in front of him. If someone really wanted to kill her, then she would have to run and hide. Lilia hesitated, her mind racing as she weighed her options. She knew that she couldn't reveal the true identity of her would-be assailant, not without risking everything. Instead, she opted for a half-truth, hoping that it would be enough to convince the detective of her sincerity.

But Lia, was relentless in her pursuit to change Chloe's mind. What struck me the most was Lia's unwavering determination to keep me in the loop. she would take a moment to explain the intricacies of her interactions with Chloe. Lia had this nagging feeling that Jax, harbored some sinister intentions towards Chloe. Her self-esteem couldn't shake off the sense that danger was lurking nearby. And when Lia stormed out of Chloe's room, she left me with a cryptic warning. Tonight, she said, something might unfold, something that demanded my preparedness.

“Alright, here are mine: One, I’ve been skydiving. Two, I can cook gourmet meals. Three, I hate heights.” “I bet the lie is skydiving,” Kieran said. “No, I think it’s the gourmet meals,” Thalia argued. Lily smirked. “The lie is that I hate heights. I actually love them.” “You weirdo!” Marcus laughed. The pack laughed and applauded. “Kieran, your turn,” Lily said, passing the game to him. Kieran stood up, scratching his head. “Okay, let’s see: One, I’ve never been in a serious relationship. Two, I’m a great painter. Three, I’m afraid of the dark.”

He agreed. “Ummm...” Leah mumbled. She wants to know the truth in the past. She wanted to know about her mother, her father, and her family secrets. But now, it was happening before her eyes. “I want to know, everything.” Leah simply replied at him. Chuckle, Juarez smiled. “Okay.” He replied and took his stance and told her. “I am Luis Juarez, the God who treats you like a fool. I am the author of the book you read and simply believe and I fooled you, and everyone here in this place.” He said.

“Trust me, Rubi. It is my masterpiece. And you, my beautiful architect, are the one who inspired it.” Rubi offered a final, enigmatic smile—the Kingmaker’s weapon now loaded and returning to base. She walked toward the door, her mission complete. The door closed softly behind her, leaving Lloyd alone with his victory, unaware that the foundation of his empire had just been traded for a night of intense, passionate confessions. The political game had just escalated to the highest possible altitude, and Rubi, the master narrator, had secured the final, crucial chapter.