Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

here’s more to Sylvia’s background than meets his eye.

Just as this thought crossed Edgar’s mind, Tim had already hailed a cab to the scene. He was taken aback to see people scattered around, unconscious, and he let out a long sigh.

Mr. Fallen was really ruthless!

Edgar glanced at him, “Perfect timing. Bag up these gangsters and take them back for questioning. Find out who’s pulling the strings.”

“Understood.” Tim nodded.

“Also, send someone to dig into Sylvia’s background, I want all the details.”

“Roger that, Mr. Fallen.”

By the time Sylvia returned to the villa, it was already late.

Patric was waiting for her on the couch.

Sylvia told him about the night’s events, not leaving a single detail out, which caused Patric to see red. He immediately dispatched people to launch an investigation.

On the car ride home, Sylvia mulled over the incident.

Apart from the person from the Smith family who had harmed her, Sylvia didn’t have any known enemies. However, if that person knew her whereabouts, they wouldn’t just send a few small fries to insult her and record videos.

This was more like the style of the Fallen family. She didn’t believe Edgar would be impartial after uncovering this. It would be good to get one of Patric’s men to investigate.

After taking a bath, Sylvia hit the hay.

The next morning, Sylvia arrived at the company on time. Having familiarized herself with the materials the day before, she was now ready to start managing the artists‘ schedules.

Lucy was astounded by her quick grasp of things and no longer dared to deliberately make things difficult for her.

After a calm and peaceful morning, Sylvia stretched languidly, her mood exceptionally light.

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However, after lunch, the office doon was dawwed up by one

Lucy barged in, with an angry exp

Sylvia frowned, “Ever heard of knocking, Ms. Gordan?”

Lucy didn’t respond to her, instead, she thrust an iPad in front of her, “Look the time mese your

madef”

w

Walker, throwing a term on set Fortunately, his agent had intercepted the photo, or else it would be chrondated and people would accuse her artist of throwing his weight

was speechless. Tom made such a big fuss just because the got another actor to replace him due to he was so playful and didn’t want to

him! Now you’ve poked the bear, I won’t help you clean up this

her arms and coldly snorted as

the iPad, grabbed her car keys, and

asking, “Where are you going?”

“To the crew.”

Lucy hurriedly followed.

volatile temperament, and his repertoire of dirty tricks seemed never–ending Lucy was chomping at the bit to see Sylvia on the receiving end of

this up in a meeting, eager to see how long Sylvia could keep her director’s chair!

days of shooting, with the crew on set at Holywood in Frant City. Sylvia and Lucy hot–footed it there

with the ear–splitting sound of a chair

a handsome eighteen–year–old man in

dared not

their distance.

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mess he’d made, stepped forward weeps

mant Look at the mess you’ve created! just because you family se koaded don’t are

furious man was having none of it. He picked up a tw, prepared to exp palpable. “Exactly, my family is loaded! If I dare to sinash it,

business!”

can’t smash this!”

distance, felt helpless, his heart

and white porcelain vase, a piece of a priceless treasure that he had specially borrowed to ensure the props were accurate and exquisite, Smeding it would

the air,

from Tom, his arm was seized just before he could bring the vase crashing to the ground.

to find Sylvia’s

down and

that, Tom let out a scornful laugh. “Who are

rejected your leave request this time. I tried to talk her around, but she insisted you were shirking your duties, and was

that, Tom’s forehead veins popped out, his

I’ve been acting for two days. What’s the crime of taking a break?

that Tom’s fury was completely directed towards Sylvia, Lucy felt a pang of schadenfreude, quietly backing away to watch the unfolding

engage with him. “One last time, will you

restrain his anger. “I don’t lay a finger on women, but

they expected to unfold within a minute. They collectively dropped their gaze, not wanting to witness

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didn’t materialize. Instead, it quickly fizzled out

scream, they were

go! My arm is almost dislocated!”