Buntis Scandal 소설 & 이야기

It shattered into a hundred glittering pieces. Outside, the world was feasting on their ruin. Headlines screamed across every major outlet: “ASHFORD HEIR’S OFFICE SEX SCANDAL: Explicit Photos Leak—Fiancée Aurelia Vance Devastated” “From Power Couple to Public Disgrace: How Owen Ashford Threw Away a Billion-Dollar Empire” “Homewrecker Revealed: Silea Vance’s Long History of Targeting Her Sister Exposed” The photos were everywhere—high-resolution, merciless. Owen’s bare back, Silea’s legs wrapped around him, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Nothing blurred. Nothing censored. The internet didn’t forgive, and it certainly didn’t forget.

"I've just stopped pretending." The next morning, the city woke up to chaos. And I woke up feeling lighter than I had in years. My phone was buzzing constantly with notifications, but I ignored them while I made myself coffee and toast. Real coffee, not the herbal tea that Isabella preferred. Real food, not the tiny portions I'd been eating to maintain her figure. Finally, I picked up my phone and opened the news app. Belle had outdone herself. The headline read: "Bennett Family Heiress Exposes Whitmore CEO's Dysfunction, Temporarily Calls Off Engagement to Avoid Future Marital Harmony Issues."

People she once called friends were reposting the scandal with captions like ‘Never expected this from her. Her hand shook as she turned the phone off completely. She wanted to disappear. Across the city, in a glass-walled penthouse overlooking the Thames, Roy Sinclair nursed a cup of black coffee, scrolling through his phone with a grim expression. “Mate, you’re trending everywhere,” his friend Aaron said from the couch, smirking. “Not the kind of PR you like, huh? ‘Mystery Billionaire Spends Night with Bride-to-Be.’ Classic.” Roy shot him a sharp glare. “It’s not funny.”

Didn’t blink. Just let the anger settle, deep and cold. I glanced at Daniel. “Find out where he’s speaking.” He nodded and left without another word. I turned back to Anthony. “Tell me exactly how bad this is.” Anthony hesitated. Then, reluctantly, he slid his tablet across the table. I skimmed the headlines. “Audrey Taylor’s Scandal: Secret Affair with Billionaire Michell Garcia?” “Michell Garcia Involved in Divorce Drama—Is He the Reason?”

He was stunned when he finally made out the woman's features. It was Priscilla, also known as the wife of Mimosa's former president. She also acted as the current person in charge of Mimosa. Terry knew the guest list of the banquet well. He was very sure that none of Mimosa's employees were invited to the banquet. After all, Mimosa had gotten dragged into so many scandals lately. Benjamin's scandal almost implicated Bolton Investment as well. Besides, there were many industrial experts attending the banquet tonight. They knew of each and every scandal involving Mimosa very well.

She entered the office and her boss indicated she should close the door, which Hailey did immediately. “Miss. Whitmore, I assure you I don't know what you're talking about,” Hailey began. Miss. Whitmore gave her one look that silenced her. “You were played by Channel 5. They gave you the wrong information and now we’re being sued for ten million dollars for libel and slander.” Hailey gasped. She didn't want to believe it as she shook her head furiously. It couldn't be true. Miss. Whitmore stared at her, almost with pity but it vanished immediately and she wondered if she might have imagined it.

Jackson “What in the hell were you thinking?” The sound of the newspaper hitting Jackson Weathers’ desk was almost as loud as Jane’s question. Jackson looked up from his work to see a very angry woman glaring at him. “Just what in the hell were you thinking?” Jane repeated, her voice low and dangerous. She motioned to the newspaper. “Do you know how hard I have been working to change your image? And then you go and pull this shit?” Jackson glanced down at the paper to see the headline: “BILLIONAIRE PUBLIC SEX SCANDAL.” He had made front page news. Again.

He looked at her, his voice calm, unwavering. “I don’t care what it costs. Sinclair goes down.” Daniel nodded, fingers flying over the keyboard. “Consider it done.” Sinclair’s Retaliation It took less than twelve hours for the world to explode. By morning, every major news outlet was reporting on the leaked files. “Billionaire Sinclair Carter exposed in massive bribery scandal.” “Corruption, fraud, and corporate crime—Sinclair Carter under investigation.” “Arrests imminent as FBI launches official probe.” Claire sat on the couch, scrolling through the headlines.

Just when I thought things could temporarily come to an end, a new crisis swept in as I had never expected. That very night, a maliciously edited video began spreading wildly online. In the video, I looked ferocious, forcibly pouring an unidentified liquid into the mouth of a pitiful pregnant woman. The pregnant woman struggled desperately, only to be violently dragged by me into a dark room. The video was paired with a headline: [Shocking Scandal! Renowned OB-GYN, Saint World’s Quinn Carter Forces Pregnant Woman to Drink Talisman Water—Brutal Methods, Total Collapse of Medical Ethics!]

The night ended with a heavy feeling of a thickened atmosphere after a confronting and revelation night, and things got even worse and more complicated than they had ever been. However, the next morning was clear with a bright morning of great things to expect, and the first news that aired as headlines through so many media houses was a billionaire scandal; Ethan Walton's lady? The news was accompanied by backup evidence of his picture taken in a hallway, and a lady that he was in a compromised position with in the news. Who was she?!