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”

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and saw a photo of their own artie, Tom Walker, throwing a term on set Fortunately, his agent had intercepted

another actor to replace him due to he was so playful and didn’t want to act.

idol, all because of one day off, you had to replace him! Now you’ve poked the bear, I

crossed her arms and coldly snorted

iPad, grabbed her car

her, asking, “Where are you going?”

“To the crew.”

this, Lucy hurriedly

volatile temperament, and his repertoire of dirty tricks

would then bring this up in a meeting, eager to see how long Sylvia could keep

on set at Holywood in Frant City. Sylvia and

with the ear–splitting sound of a chair crashing to the ground.

handsome eighteen–year–old man in the throes

dared not breathe a word,

their distance.

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the cleaner, appalled by the mess he’d made, stepped

created! just because you family se koaded don’t are you can run

He picked up a tw, prepared to exp palpable. “Exactly,

business!”

can’t smash this!”

distance, felt helpless, his

had specially borrowed to ensure the props were accurate and exquisite, Smeding it would be

the air, fear

snort from Tom, his arm was seized just before he

find Sylvia’s icy gaze

down and apologize!”

Tom let out a scornful laugh. “Who are you? How

new agency director who started just yesterday. It was her who rejected your leave request this time.

popped out, his eyes shooting daggers

two days. What’s the crime of

Tom’s fury was completely directed towards Sylvia, Lucy felt a pang of schadenfreude, quietly

couldn’t be bothered to engage with him. “One last time,

couldn’t restrain his anger. “I don’t lay a finger on women, but you’ve really asked

expected to unfold within a minute. They

My

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expected sound of violence didn’t materialize.

were met with Tom’s blood–curdling yell.

go! My arm is almost