CHAPTER FOURTY-TWO

Clinton’s POV

As Bruce confirmed that I got frustrated and walked to the living room.

“What else are you lying about Sophia?” I asked as soon as I reached the living room. Sophia and Lee were seated on my couch and surprisingly watching a film.

“What are you talking about?” She pretended not to know.

“Your stomach cancer, it was all a lie, but why? Why would you wish such sickness upon yourself?”

“It’s not a lie, I’m still dying.” She said to which Lee laughed,

“You’re such a good actor Sophia.” He commented and Sophia pinched him.

“Auch!” He faked the pain.

“Bruce just exposed your lies, there’s no need hiding it. My question is what else are you hiding?”

“Nothing, he’s lying.” She briefly responded,

“Oh I’m lying,” Bruce cut in, the way he argued you could tell he was gay, “didn’t you just tell us that like an hour ago, and who’s this.. yes Lucy, isn’t she the one who got you a fake doctors claim of you being diagnosed with stomach cancer.”

“Fuck! Okay I lied about that for my da