Billionaire's Scandal Novels & Stories

“... And in other news, Billionaire CEO Travis Rodrigo is still under massive criticisms and at the verge of losing his empire due to carelessness, or just a set up. Who knows?” The reporter said, and with a big smile, she turned to the big screen beside her. “Here with us this afternoon to discuss the impact of the scandal on Mr. Rodrigo's Empire is business expert Shannel Drew..” And that was all Alison could take, she swiftly grabbed the remote control and turned off the television angrily.

But the pattern was unmistakable. Another billionaire. Another engagement. Another scandal. Another man's reputation destroyed when Isabella had gotten what she wanted. "His name was Marcus Thorne," Liam said. "Tech billionaire. He met Isabella at a charity gala about eight years ago. They got engaged six months later. And then—" He paused. "Then the scandals started. Rumors about his business practices. Leaks to the press about his personal life. By the time it was over, his company was in ruins, and Isabella had walked away with a settlement that made her a very wealthy woman."

The news of the billionaire and once-famous actress marriage was still hot on the search buttons. Many would have doubted their marriage, but since the words came from the billionaire himself, it was a confirmation beyond doubt. Many view her as a seductress, seducing the billionaire just to gain wealth. Since the rich heir wasn't good enough for her, she found a way to cling onto his uncle. But many still wondered how? She was attractive but there were other women with better social standing that came from a reputable family; she doesn't even have a good background. She was just an actress who backed out, out of the blue with unknown reasons and since then they never heard anything about he

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.

All this time, Lexi was known as a cold billionaire, and ignored all women because he still couldn't move on from his first wife who had died. The door is opened. A waitress came in and took their order. Furthermore, it was predictable that Lexi was no longer enthusiastic about being there. It was clear that Cassandra wanted to be closer to the sole heir of the Ricardo Group. Even though he is a widower, he has a handsome face and good body. By the time the dinner was over, Lexi didn't show that he was enthusiastic about Cassandra. In fact, he did not offer the model to go home with him.

Atif answered. "Thank you in advance Sir." Vanesa said with a sweet smile in her face trying to catch the attention of Atif. But Atif just ignored that. Atif knew what was behind that smile. He knew that Vanesa wanted to be noticed by him. And that thing is not new to Atif. Atif used in those kind of situations. Many girls, ladies or women behave like that in front of Atif. They aspire to become Atif's girlfriend or wife. Because Atif is not just a successor of Haris in his position as a Chief Executive Officer of the large scale company H & A Summit Holdings, Inc. He has a lot of money, in his young age-he is considered a billionaire.

she said flatly, tapping the screen once, “has enough money to solve actual problems in three different countries and somehow chose to spend forty million dollars trying to publicly embarrass his ex business partner.” I blinked once. “Forty?” “Million,” she repeated. Then she looked up slowly. “Imagine being that wealthy and still emotionally unserious.” I snorted before I could stop myself. Madam Eloise shook her head lightly and continued reading. “The scandal gets worse,” she murmured. “Apparently he leaked internal documents because his ego was bruised during a board disagreement.” “That sounds illegal.” “Oh, it absolutely is illegal.” She looked delighted by that part. “Which is what ma

I was going through my phone when a certain news caught my attention, because that news mentioned me, none of the other news did, and I know why because my dad and brother had threatened the reporters. Not that I couldn't do it, it just makes me feel that I'm loved and people do care about me. . "The playboy, again is engaged, with a Victoria secret model, who claimed to be his best friend during his first marriage with the heir of Lightwood enterprises Ms. Caroline Lightwood." Is this the reason for the divorce of Ms. Lightwood and her player ex-husband Mr. Knight.? As we all know how much both the partners were in love with each other. What might have led to their separation? We all know M

“No. I’m talking about someone else’s. I don’t know what’s going on today, but there are suddenly a lot of scandals within the industry,” Cayden replied. Sydney was stunned. “Scandals?” “Yes. President Wilson from the Hallmark Corporation has an illegitimate son with his lover. President Lawrence from the Toppen Corporation was detained for tax evasion, and President Corlton from the Cannes Corporation was found to be abusive toward his wife and children. The scandals of these big bosses from large corporations are all over the Internet, and it has become a mess,” Cayden said in a mocking tone.

But clearly, why would I pay attention to them when I had a big offer waiting out there for me? They were always a great inconvenience to my life, but well, was there anything better than being a billionaire? Of course not. Whenever the journalists felt the need to attack me with questions, my bouncers were always there to guard me out of their proximity. Soon, we reached my car. I hopped into the backseat, fastened my seat belt. Another good thing about being a billionaire was you never had to talk. Gesturing with the eyes, snapping the fingers, clearing the throat, would do the trick. And right now, a snap of my fingers got my driver to start the car.