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By the next morning, the cruel headlines had begun to fade away. Within just a few hours, the public’s opinion had shifted completely. The same people who once dragged Ashley through the mud were now singing her praises, calling her strong, graceful, and misunderstood.As the chaos died down, Ashley couldn’t have felt more grateful to have Dante in her life. She smiled softly as she walked into the living room holding a tray.“Here’s your breakfast,” she said, handing him a plate of toast.Dante took it with a faint smirk. “You made this yourself?”Ashley nodded and sat beside him on the couch, watching him take a bite. “Thank you for everything, Mr. Montclair,” she said warmly.He glanced at her, his expression softening. “I told you, I’d take care of it,” he replied, brushing a strand of hair away from her face before stroking her hair gently.Ashley’s eyes lingered on him for a moment before her tone dropped. “But… who could have done this to us?” she murmured, more to herself than
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The morning broke with chaos.Brighton’s usual buzz had turned into a full-blown media circus. Every news outlet, blog, and gossip site was flooded with clips of Jude Alcott’s parents , their voices trembling with emotion, their carefully crafted outrage echoing across screens.“Ashley Kingsley ruined our son’s life,” Mrs. Alcott said, dabbing her eyes dramatically with a tissue as the cameras zoomed in. “He loved her. He gave her everything. And she threw him away for money.”Her husband leaned forward, his tone sharp. “She left Jude right before their engagement party, disappeared overnight, chasing a richer man. It broke him. He quit medicine because of her.”Reporters leaned in closer, hungry for more.“Are you referring to President Dante Montclair?” one of them asked.Mr. Alcott didn’t hesitate. “Everyone knows what happened. She moved from one man’s arm to another’s. Tell me, what kind of woman does that?”The room went quiet, just for a second — the silence before the explosio
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The day after the scandal broke, both companies bled in silence.At Brighton Group, the atmosphere was tense enough to cut through. Every conversation was a whisper, every stare a blade. Ashley walked through the hallways she once commanded with confidence, now feeling like an intruder in her own office.The HR director wouldn’t meet her eyes. The interns went quiet the second she entered the elevator. Even the receptionist, who used to smile every morning, pretended to type.A meeting was held called. “Crisis Communication.”Ashley sat across from her boss and Simon, her boss, who looked ten years older overnight. His tie was loosened, his expression grim.“Ms. Kingsley,” he started, voice heavy, “the board is panicking.”“I know,” she said quietly. “I’ve seen the numbers.”Brighton’s stock had dipped three percent since morning. Sponsors had paused collaborations. Every hour, another article questioned the company’s “ethics.”Her boss exhaled. “They’re calling for a temporary suspen
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The morning light crept through the curtains, spilling across the bed where Ashley still slept. For once, her mind was still. No deadlines. No whispers. Just the steady rhythm of Dante’s breathing beside her.It felt like peace, the kind she hadn’t tasted in years.Her phone buzzed on the nightstand once. Then again. Then again.She stirred, frowning, half-asleep. The vibration didn’t stop. It grew louder, constant, as if the entire world was trying to reach her at once.With a groggy sigh, she reached for it, squinting at the bright screen.134 missed calls. 89 unread messages. 200+ mentions.Her heart skipped.She sat up slowly, scrolling through the notifications — news alerts, gossip updates, social media tags. The words Ashley Kingsley flashed again and again.#AshleyKingsleyExposed#MontclairAffair#GoldDiggerHer throat went dry.“What the…” she whispered, unlocking her phone.The first thing she saw was a headline, bold and cruel, glowing against the white screen:“CEO’s Mistr
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Ashley walked out of the company, later than usual. She had stayed back to avoid the weird stares and whispers from the employees. Her plan was to get home after work, bury herself in reports, and pretend the morning hadn’t happened.When she walked out of Brighton’s glass lobby, a familiar black car was already waiting by the curb.The driver stepped out and opened the door with a polite nod. “Mr. Montclair’s instructions, ma’am.”She hesitated. “Is he expecting me?”“Yes, ma’am.”Ashley almost refused. Almost. But exhaustion and curiosity outweighed her pride. With a quiet sigh, she slid into the backseat.When the car stopped in front of Dante’s residence, she braced herself, not for confrontation, but for the calm she didn’t know she needed.Upstairs, Dante was waiting.The penthouse glowed in low amber light. No grand gestures this time, no suits, no business talk, no expensive champagne. Just him, dressed down in a black shirt, sleeves rolled up, standing by the kitchen counter
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The day after Ashley’s return to Brighton Industries began like any other, until she noticed the stares.At first, it was subtle. A hushed giggle as she passed by. A glance that lingered too long at the elevator. Two assistants whispering by the coffee machine, their phones angled ever so slightly away when she looked their way.Ashley tried to brush it off. She’d been the center of gossip before. That came with power, especially the kind she used to hold. But there was something different in the way they looked at her now, something sharper. Pity. Curiosity. Judgment.By the time she returned to her office, the whispers had grown louder, no longer pretending to be subtle.“Did you see the post?” someone muttered in the hallway.“Fake or not, those photos looked real.”“I knew no one was that perfect…”Ashley’s pulse spiked. She closed her office door and pulled out her phone. Notifications flooded her screen, mentions, tags, and private messages piling in faster than she could read.
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