Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 34

Lucy was floored with astonishment.

What’s the background of Sylvia?

Well, look at that! No sooner had Lucy said that Sylvia was doomed, Lucy had an egg on her face…

Lucy knew Mr. Walker, but she had seen Sylvia’s CV. How could an orphan from a welfare institution rub shoulders with the likes of Tom?

Lucy felt that things might not be so simple, so she discreetly pulled back and made a phone call.

The crowd looked at Sylvia with newfound respect.

Tom didn’t notice the crowd’s gazes at all.

Tom squatted by Sylvia’s side and massaged her legs. When he looked at her, his eyes twinkled like stars, his grin as cute as a button,

“It’s been ages, Sylvia. You’re growing prettier by the day. Gorgeous ladies shouldn’t let a little rascal like

me upset them – it’s bad for the complexion!”

With her slender fingers, Sylvia jabbed him on the forehead, her red lips hovering by his ear whispering a warning, “Cut the crap. Behave on the crew from now on. If you stir up any more trouble, I’ll spill the beans to Senior Mr. Walker about your little escapades.”

“Don’t! He will surely beat me to death with the domestic discipline!”

Tom winced as if feeling a pang of pain, quickly begging Sylvia for mercy, “Sylvia, I promise, I listen to you the most.”

Sylvia’s lips curled into a smile, “In that case, go apologize to the janitor.”

“Huh?”

Tom’s expression changed. “Me, the dignified Mr. Walker, apologize to a janitor? Where am I supposed to put my face, Sylvia…”

Sylvia dropped her smile and put on a serious look.

“What era are we living in that we still segregate folks into high and low, noble and humble? You threw a tantrum, and smashed things up, but the janitor did nothing wrong. She ended up cleaning your mess. She even tried to calm you down and you snubbed her. Shouldn’t you take responsibility?”

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Tom glanced over to see the janitor tidying up his temper tantrum aftermath, and felt a pang of remorse. He shuffled over, offered a heartfelt apology, and slipped her some compensation.

The janitor was visibly moved and highly gracious.

Sylvia then arranged for his agent to compensate the production team for the damaged props.

That afternoon, Tom was a model of concentration and cooperation on set under Sylvia’s watchful eye. He acted his scenes once or twice, leaving the director grinning like a Cheshire cat, showering Sylvia with gratitude.

Sylvia smirked, “He’s just a young man, a bit naughty. A little tough love goes a long way.”

The director guffawed, raising his opinion of Sylvia even more.

It was time to get off work. Tom took Sylvia’s hand and acted like a spoiled child, promising to make

amends for his earlier behavior by treating her to a meal.

Unable to resist his persuasion, Sylvia agreed.

To avoid crazy fans and quietly go out for dinner, Tom practically donned a disguise, unrecognizable

unless examined closely.

The two of them arrived at Douglas, the most expensive seven–star restaurant in Frant City.

As soon as they stepped inside, Sylvia was absorbed by the moody and dark decor. She wasn’t a fan of eating in brightly lit places. She preferred the dim, cozy atmosphere that, for her, heightened the enjoyment of her meal.

No sooner had they ordered, Tom started sending her subtle signals, murmuring, “Sylvia, do you recognize the man over there? He’s been throwing glances our way for a while now.”

Following his gaze, Sylvia noticed it was none other than Edgar, sitting at the adjacent table with Nancy.

Nancy had spotted her too. The look she cast back was smug and provocative, carrying the air of a victor.

Sylvia nonchalantly retracted her gaze, “That’s the CEO of the Fallen Group.”

Tom nodded in realization. “So the woman next to him must be his soon–to–be–fiancee announced today,

set to be engaged next month.”

Sylvia paused, her face expressionless, and continued her meal with a concentrated effort.

Tom, however, caught the scent of some juicy gossip, “I heard he had a secret wife for three years who he

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who the unlucky

him

“It’s me.”

took a moment for Tom to catch on. He looked confused, but when he understood, he was so flabbergasted that

his ex

it caught the attention of

who was sitting at the next

in a hushed tone, “Good riddance!

let out a chuckle, “So, I’m the

expression changed, quickly shook his hands, earnestly saying, “No, no, he’s the one out of luck. He

before chuckling awkwardly, “Sylvia, now that you’re single again, how about giving

her like a bolt from the blue, causing her to almost choke on her drink. In the chaos, Sylvia ended up staining her pristine white pencil

you

the restroom to clean

Sylvia scooted towards the

next table, Edgar caught their conversation loud and

their divorce, and Sylvia was already swapping out for a

what she

got. They’d untied the knot, so her choice of company shouldn’t be any of his beeswax. He had no room to point

was just unhappy and upset.

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there was something wrong with his expression, Nancy asked in a low voice, “Edgar, what’s

wrong?”

chewing over some office

a sigh of relief, then cooed, “It feels like donkey’s years since we’ve had a decent meal together since I’ve been overseas.

was expressionless, his obsidian orbs reflecting an inscrutable thought. No one knew what

he was thinking.

not answer Nancy’s question. Instead, he stood

eat first. I have something to do and will be

“Edgar!”

up the smudge on her skirt and topped off her lipstick.

she zoned out for

a plain Jane, slogging through chores, her skin turning sallow.

set the business world ablaze, reclaiming her status as

slow her down in

a strapping figure intruded

glanced his way, preoccupied with washing her

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floored

the background of Sylvia?

No sooner had Lucy said that Sylvia was doomed, Lucy had an

an orphan from a welfare

things might not be so simple, so she discreetly pulled back and made a

Sylvia with newfound respect.

the crowd’s

side and massaged her legs. When he looked at her, his eyes twinkled like stars, his grin as cute

the day.

it’s bad for

“Cut the crap. Behave on the crew from now on. If you stir up any more trouble, I’ll spill the beans to Senior Mr. Walker about your little

surely beat me to death with the

quickly begging Sylvia for mercy, “Sylvia, I promise, I listen to you the

“In that case, go

“Huh?”

apologize to a janitor? Where am I supposed to put my face,

dropped her smile and put on a

a tantrum, and smashed things up, but the janitor did nothing wrong. She ended up cleaning your mess. She

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totally

over to see the janitor tidying up his temper tantrum aftermath, and felt a pang of remorse. He shuffled over, offered a heartfelt apology, and slipped her some compensation.

was visibly moved and

compensate the production team for the

under Sylvia’s watchful eye. He acted his scenes once or twice, leaving the director

man, a bit naughty. A little tough

raising his opinion

Sylvia’s hand and acted like a

his earlier behavior by treating her to a

his persuasion, Sylvia agreed.

avoid crazy fans and quietly go out for dinner, Tom practically donned a

unless examined closely.

the most

Sylvia was absorbed by the moody and dark decor. She wasn’t a fan of eating in brightly lit

they ordered, Tom started sending her subtle signals, murmuring, “Sylvia, do you recognize the man over there? He’s been throwing

than Edgar, sitting at the adjacent

spotted her too. The look she cast back was smug and

gaze, “That’s the CEO