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

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their own artie, Tom Walker, throwing a term on set Fortunately, his agent had intercepted the photo, or else it would be chrondated and people

big fuss just because the got another actor to replace him due to he was

all because of one day off, you had to replace him! Now you’ve poked the bear, I won’t help you clean

her arms and coldly snorted as she said sarcastic

her car keys, and walked out.

ran after her, asking, “Where are you going?”

“To the crew.”

this, 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

this up in a meeting, eager to see how long Sylvia could keep her

on set at Holywood in Frant City. Sylvia and Lucy hot–footed it there in a mere half an

at the crew, they were met with the ear–splitting

closer, they spotted a handsome eighteen–year–old man in the throes of a temper tantrum.

and assistant were so petrified that they dared not breathe

their distance.

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appalled by the mess he’d

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

the 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, I can foot

business!”

can’t smash

his distance, felt

treasure that he had specially borrowed to ensure the props were accurate and exquisite, Smeding it would

Tom’s hand rose menacingly into the air, fear was written

his arm was seized just before he could

around in surprise to find

down and

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

Walker, this is Miss Lancelot, the new agency director who started just yesterday. It was her who rejected your leave request this time. I tried to talk her around,

veins popped out, his eyes

the crime of taking a break? You’re only on your second

Tom’s fury was completely directed towards Sylvia, Lucy felt a

with him. “One last time, will you

a finger on women, but you’ve

hearing this could almost visualize the gruesome scene they expected to unfold within a minute.

My

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of violence didn’t materialize. Instead, it quickly fizzled out

of Sylvia’s scream, they were met

go! My arm