Elizabeth Olsen Scandal Novels & Stories

Eloise I never imagined rock bottom would feel like this. Yeah, my life was steady drama but this? This is nothing I expected of. My phone buzzed against the kitchen counter again, vibrating in short frantic bursts. Another notification. Another headline. I didn’t need to read it to know what it said. They were all the same these days. “Disgraced Designer’s Mental Breakdown: Sources Close to Eloise Sinclair Reveal Her Jealous Rage.” “Lucian True Fights for Custody Against ‘Unstable’ Ex.”

"I can fan the flames if I speak up about what happened at the gala with Daniel’s punch. If it comes out that my kids aren’t Daniel’s then that could be enough scandal to force him to step down.” "That might cause his radar to land on you." Elizabeth says. "I'll be fine. I want to help Daniel complete his revenge anyway." "You trust him to protect you, don't you?" Elizabeth says, staring at me intently with a certain connotation in her words that makes me realise she is not speaking about Daniel but Matteo. "Is that what you think?" I ask. “That’s what it looks like; I mean, why else would you be going against the president in this way?”

"Scandal one. Your photo with an intern at a bar in SoHo. Smiling and drinking. While also wearing the company's gear. Time-stamped at 3:12 PM." Easton rolled his eyes as if that was the most ridiculous thing he's heard. "That was a one-time thing." Justin smirked. "One time thing but it was caught on five different phones." Mr Lexus raised his hand and interjected. "That was after a work meeting. Off the clock." Mr Romero flipped a page. "Scandal two. Inappropriate email thread. Eight people copied the jokes that don't exactly scream 'professional.' " Easton's jaw twitched. "That was from three years ago."

She is Ellen Miller, the woman who slept her way to the top. How can anyone forget about her? The internet is forever. Her scandal video is still uploaded on various popular websites. With a single click, her unforgettable video would pop up. Unbeknownst to everyone, it was a setup that Ellen designed for Cecilia. Who would have thought that Ellen would be reaping the consequences of her own insidious plan? 'Cecilia should be the one suffering! Not me!' In Ellen's mind, this is Cecilia's fate. Cecilia should be remembered as the woman in the scandal, not her! Cecilia should be the outcast of the high society, not her!

Then, he harshly reprimanded Morgan again, declared her assignment void, and recorded the incident in her academic file. Morgan left the office in a daze. The moment she stepped into the hallway, she saw Dean leaning against the wall alone, clearly waiting for her. She stopped in her tracks, looking at the man she had loved for two years, the man who had deceived her, used her, and hurt her from beginning to end. Her voice came out hoarse and trembling. “Dean… don’t you think you owe me an explanation?” He looked up, his eyes calm and indifferent as ever. “Hazel accidentally deleted her assignment yesterday. It was close to the submission deadline, so she asked to use yours as a reference.”

She held her chest and stared at Ethan. “I love you so much. Just why did you do this?”. Ethan didn't answer her and scoffed. “You have already overstayed. Get out, or I will call security, and I bet it wouldn't look good for you.” She stood up, looked at Ethan, who gave her a taunting grin and walked away from the office. To worsen it, Ethan's subsequent apologies and plea for forgiveness to his wife, showing a dedicated and remorseful husband, only fueled the public outrage. Ethan was a secretive person; nobody knew his house, his favorite food, and his personal number. The public only knows his family and birthday.

Samuel Ren raised a glass of wine. Maya looked at the wine, a mocking smile on her face. "You really have a bad memory of me. You know very well that your favorite woman is the one who likes it. I'm allergic to peach-scented wine." "Oh, I remember you drinking this with me in the past." "That was to please you." Maya didn't want to dwell on her foolishness; she began discussing the main issue that brought her here. "CEO Ren, you intentionally involved me in this scandal, didn't you? After ruining my life and heart, you're still unsatisfied and want to destroy my career?"

she asked, although panic had already begun to rise inside her. Jane looked at her steadily. "The incident at the theater involving Director Vivienne, when those photographs were leaked. You were the one behind it, weren't you?" Before Eliza could deny it, Jane continued. "There's no need to rush into denying it. CEO Ashford would never make an accusation without confirming the facts first." The color drained from Eliza's face. Jane took another sip of her coffee before adding quietly, "You've also been in contact with Mason and Grayson." Eliza's breathing became uneven.

They were behaving as if he had betrayed them. Odell was speechless. “Who told you that I was dating another woman?” Isabel turned to look at Liam as the little boy took out his phone. Odell walked to their bedside and took the phone. He saw the webpage of a local economics newspaper’s gossip section on the screen. This section would often post some gossip news about celebrities in Westchester City. Currently, the headlines were about him and Lily. He immediately saw a picture of when he and Lily had walked out of Lush Heaven and another where they were enjoying breakfast together.

"Elizabeth, stop. This isn't helping." Tom guided Elizabeth away, his expression firm. "Sorry, Evelyn," Tom whispered, as they escorted Elizabeth out. My smile had vanished, replaced by unease. A chill settled in, my mind racing with Elizabeth's ominous threat. What did she mean? What happened? My confusion deepened. "What's going on? Why is Elizabeth so angry with me?" I asked Rachel. Rachel's expression turned sympathetic. "It's not about you, Evelyn. Elizabeth's facing a scandal." Tom nodded in agreement. "Her affair with that married investor was exposed. The wife found out and went public."