Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

“How dare you!”

Lucy first noticed that she was sitting in the main seat of the conference room, and then she realized what she meant. Her lips trembled as she asked, “What… what do you mean?”

Sylvia smiled arrogantly.

She merely cast a sidelong glance at Lucy and did not answer.

Lucy was flustered by her laughter, and she was even more frightened by her aura.

“Mad! You are mad!”

As she spoke, she took two steps back.

As soon as she turned around and was about to leave, four men in police uniforms suddenly came in and politely knocked on the door. “Excuse me, who is Lucy?”

Hearing that they were looking for her, Lucy was stunned. “What can I do for you?”

Seeing her answer, the policemen immediately walked toward her with serious faces.

She was so scared that her face turned pale. “Are… are you kidding me? I didn’t break any laws!”

“We will judge whether you are innocent or not. Please come with us.”

“No! I’m not going!”

Victor and Louis were in jail, and what she had done could not be hidden at all. She had hoped that Henry could protect her, but he couldn’t even protect himself.

But she couldn’t go to jail. Once she did, she would lose everything.

As if she had thought of something, she trotted over to Sylvia, squatted at her feet, and almost threw away all her dignity. She held Sylvia’s hand and begged.

“You called the cops, didn’t you? Sylvia… Ms. Lancelot, I give up. I’m sorry for my jealousy and ill intentions. Can you release me?”

Sylvía gently tilted Lucy’s chin, meeting her gaze, and smiled. “Your apology reeks of fear and insincerity.

You know it, I know it.”

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“No, I’m serious. I was mistaken, Ms. Lancelot. I was truly in the wrong.”

“Lucy, acting childish and scheming for a promotion by cozying up to Henry might just get you fired. But you’ve astonished me. I underestimated you. To match your performance from last night, prison seems appropriate,”

Lucy wept, her head bowed, her heart seething with hatred.

She thought, “This bitch is too arrogant!”

“She went too far!

“When I get through this, I will kill her!”

Masking her malice, she wore a regretful look. Her lips parted, recalling Sylvia’s words. “Am I fired?”

Sylvia, being a mere director, didn’t have the authority to dismiss someone so casually, did she?

Could it be that with the help of Patric, the whole company would be hers?

bent down slightly and whispered to Lucy with a fake

never been informed that the

me, Sylvia Smith.”

spoke word by word, and her

the conference room, resembling a throne, her petite figure exuded an

hint of incongruity as she commanded

Slap!

the ground,

that this

said her surname was…

香

eyes wide open

her away, she remained lost in her anguish and despair,

with the two employees, Sylvia finally enjoyed two days

noon, Sylvia was busy

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and came in with no expression on her face. “Ms. Lancelot, Mr. Smith has something urgent

something urgent to

didn’t seem to be good

packing up for two minutes, Sylvia rushed

was sitting in an office chair with his back to her. He raised his head slightly as if he was looking at a mural on the

“Patric?”

two of them in the office, Sylvia didn’t hide

”

suddenly turned around.!”

hands, releasing the

complaining about how

eat in the canteen for lunch. She said it’s unfair treatment. So she prepared your favorite braised beef.

amused by his sudden childish behavior. “Is this the

box, got up, and

That’s the most important thing.” with a doting smile on

the sparkle in her eyes revealed her true emotions.

the sofa and sat down. The table was already se

Patric brought the plate of braised beef over to

the aroma

been

and a

superior to

for

been deaf to my words. Head back and

nodded, lowered her head, and

really hungry. The food cooked by Susan made her unable

squirrel, Patric couldn’t help but pinch

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smiled and continued to eat.

two chatted and ate at the same time. The atmosphere

and came in. He whispered at the door, ” Mr. Smith, Ms. Grammer

here.”