Artis Scandal Novels & Stories

Already? I pulled up social media. It was everywhere. BREAKING: Blackwell Heir Arrested for Fraud The Real Culprits Behind the Corporate Espionage Scandal Aria Laurent is free: a detailed frame-up has been found. Comments poured in. People apologizing. People who'd called me a gold digger are now calling me a victim. People who'd celebrated my downfall are now demanding justice. It felt surreal. My phone rang. Unknown number. I almost didn't answer. "Aria Laurent?" A woman's voice. Professional.

The results hit me like a punch to the stomach. Headlines screamed scandal “Mistress Scandal by Miss Aria Scott: Sleeping with Judges to Get Approved as a Dancer.” My stomach churned. My heart pounded. My hands trembled slightly as I scrolled. There were posts about her being banned from competitions and forbidden from performing abroad. No! That wasn’t her. Aria Scott could never do anything like that. She’s too genuine, too passionate about her craft,and too principled to be a cheap slut. Someone was framing her. I could feel it deep in my gut. I recognized the telltale signs of someone manipulating a narrative, of someone trying to destroy her reputation. And I knew I couldn’t let that ha

What would you think if I did the same with another man? Zachary's face contorted in anger. "Lindsey Ford, could you not be so disgusting with your words? "Bianca did it to celebrate her body as a form of art. It was about confidence and breaking free from the chains. She wore that to explore her own body. You wouldn't understand it." He looked at me with disgust before continuing, "I was contributing to art. If you think it's disgusting, it's because you know nothing about its beauty. Not only that, you're just jealous and can't take it when someone else's outstanding."

That was when she was something familiar. The photo showed last night's scene outside the restaurant, with Cecilia and her friends being led out by the police. Their faces were blurred, but the headline was explosive, screaming "Illegal Gathering". The text contained clues—"renowned young artist", "daughter of a major corporation", "international exhibition prep"—enough for anyone with a mind to piece together the identity. The name Cecilia practically screamed from the article. Ariel stared at it with a frown. She knew all too well that someone like Cecilia wouldn't have her scandals make the news without Jayson's push.

"Is that what he told you? That’s a very big story. Do you have proof? Or do you just have the words of a man who was suspended for being a creep?" "I saw the papers!" "Caspian makes papers," Arthur said. "He’s an artist, remember? He’s very good at making things look real. But here is the truth, Sera. If you stay with him, you go down with him. The police are looking into his finances. They’re looking into how he 'bought' your brother. It looks like human trafficking." "It wasn't like that!"

She’s disgusting. Wow, the CEO really fell for his brother’s leftovers. Guess we know how she got the job. My stomach turned. The blood drained from my face as the realization sank in. This was Matthew’s doing. No one needed to tell me he was behind it. I clenched my phone, scrolling through the never-ending flood of posts and gossip. Each word was like salt in an open wound. Gold digger. Fake fiancee. Corporate scandal. He had twisted the truth and fed it to the world in the ugliest way. Just like I feared he would.

"And what about the incident involving an international supermodel named Isabella Thompson? It is said that you and your friend, Scarlett, publicly humiliated her by formatting her paid website meant for her fans. Is there any truth to these claims?" As tension hung in the air, a third journalist, eyes flickering mischievously, posed a question designed to provoke a reaction. "Furthermore, credible sources have informed us that you rejected your fiancé, Arthur Morrone, against your family's wishes, opting instead to marry the billionaire CEO of Hamilton Tech solely for his wealth. Is there any truth to this alarming revelation?"

exclaimed Jocelyn in amazement and then covered her mouth with her palm, staring intently at her sister. "Gosh, JC! Can you explain everything to me?" demanded Max, JC's manager, putting his hands on his hips and massaging his temples, which were starting to feel dizzy. It had been a long time since Max had faced any artist scandal under his care. While the current situation seems to have the potential to cause a big scandal. JC grimaced at the awkward situation between the four of them. He walked over to Anna and put his arm around her shoulder. JC whispered, "Just act normal, Anna."

Then, he made the first phone call of the day. Two hours later, news broke of famous artist Peter Hoffman committing animal cruelty, and it topped the trending topics. Every hour following that, more scandals involving Peter emerged—either about his debauched private life or plagiarism. Once the stage was set, by noon, the biggest bomb dropped. Peter was accused of illegal organ trading and sales of artworks made from human bones. The news caused widespread shock and criticism. Netizens criticized Peter as a cold-blooded animal. Many official news accounts shared the news, and public scrutiny multiplied.

"I didn't want you to find out this way, but... you need to know." She reached for her tablet on the table and handed it to Anastasia. "Look at this, Ana. This is the reason why all the deals have been cancelled." Anastasia took the tablet with shaking hands and stared at the screen. The headline instantly froze her: "Scandal Alert: Singer Anastasia Noire accused of sabotaging stepsister Elora Viviana and becoming a wealthy man's mistress!" "This... this can't be true," Anastasia whispered, almost in disbelief. She read on, each sentence more shocking than the last.