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She sat up straight, her eyes open wide. "Scandal: Rich Young Lady, Wild, And Filthy!" "Socialite Or Escort? Shocking News!" "Socialites: Behind the Scenes!" Rose was in disbelief, looking at the pictures. Wasn't this Nova and Scarlett?

"I met this guy... we talked, had some drinks, and then..." "And then what?" Phoebe leaned forward, impatience knitting her brow. When Emma stayed silent, her eyes widened in understanding. "Oh my God. You slept with him, didn't you?" Emma swallowed hard and didn't answer. "Wow." Phoebe's hands shot up with a loud clap, though Emma waved frantically to hush her. The walls were thin, and it was still early. "Who would have thought the Virgin Mary would lose her virginity to a total stranger?"

Emily Deerborn: “ How would it be? She is not even popular, no reason to get jealous of her. If she has a side of the story, it’s probably a lie. And I’ll say what I want. I’m not afraid of the moderator.” Carlos Foster: “I’m with Skater. I don’t think these videos are as incriminating as they seem, and I would be interested in hearing her side of the story.” **** If you like this novel, do give it a review and comment. Don't forget to vote for this novel too. I will give a mass release in exchange. Check out my other completed novels too 1. A Contract Marriage With My Boss 2. Dangerous Desire: The CEO's Hidden Woman

How can Andres not fall for a woman like her? She’s eye-catching gorgeous with her lithe posture and exuding confidence persona. She was humble, humorous, and soft-spoken. This also made me wonder, how blind is my cousin Noah to not fall for her. I never liked that gold-digger Camille. “Figures. Just for the record, I’m not here for Andres” She grimaces and shrugs before continuing as I nod my head, “I wanted to talk about Phoebe” My back goes straight at the mention of her name and instantly I start firing questions after questions at her, “Is she alright? Is she hurt? Did something happen to her?”

"What do I possibly lack compared to that trash?" … Zoey frowned and turned toward her assistant. "I want you to reinvestigate the scandal from back then. Every last detail. "And no one can know about this." Night fell. The assistant returned with a pale face and handed over a file. "Ms. Sanders… you need to prepare yourself for what's inside." Her hands trembled as she opened it. The very first page contained evidence that Ronald had bribed a wealthy woman to stage the explicit photo scandal. Her face instantly turned white.

Not when you have enemies with unfinished business. --- I walked into our penthouse office to find Danielle pacing with her phone in hand. “Everything okay?” I asked. She didn’t answer right away, but when she looked up, I saw it — the barely concealed panic beneath her usually composed exterior. “You’re going to want to see this,” she muttered. She handed me her phone. A social media post. It was from a gossip site known for its anonymous tips. “The fairytale might be ending. Rumor has it, a certain newlywed heiress is hiding a scandal bigger than anyone saw coming. Her past? Not so squeaky clean after all.”

“Blackthorne Scandal Unfolds: Secret Daughter of Rival Family Exposed?” And She’s Raising His Grandchild. Below the headline was a blurry photo of Nova in her red gown at the gala. Beside it: a zoomed-in image of Cassia’s face, asleep in her stroller. “No...” Nova breathed. She grabbed the phone, scanning the rest of the article. They knew. Or they thought they did. The piece was filled with speculation, half-truths, old rumors about her mother's affair, and cruel suggestions about who Cassia’s real father was.

I bit my lower lip to prevent myself from making any more embarrassing sounds, and my toes curled at the edge of the examination table. "Do you have a steady boyfriend?" he suddenly asked. I shook my head, my hair falling loosely onto the white sheets. "When was the last time you spent the night with others?" These questions, which should have embarrassed me, made the fire within me burn even more. I mumbled in response and noticed Heath's gaze occasionally drifting to my feet. My feet were indeed beautiful—delicate and fair. My ten toes were painted cherry red and looked like a row of tiny seashells.

I teased, leaning just slightly closer. “Exactly.” I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to look annoyed but failing miserably. “And how are you so sure I’m not one?” He folded the magazine and finally looked at me—really looked at me. That calm, confident gaze that made my brain go, oh no, why is my heart racing? “No. You’re not a gold digger. I’ve met a lot of them in my thirty-six years. And I’d bet all my wealth—you’re not that kind of woman.”

"Starting with why you really started that firm.. Don't give me the PR answer." Elena opened her mouth to argue. Her phone chimed. It was an email from the GoodNovel platform. Or rather the equivalent in her world. A notification that her story's "views" were skyrocketing due to the real-life scandal. She looked at Julian, the man she hated and realized she was about to share her secrets with her greatest enemy. ​"Fine, " she said. ". First tell me about the video. What made you do it? It wasn't just because you wanted everything to be perfect was it?"