Novel & Cerita Fake Mistress

The sheer nerve of him to falsely accuse his wife of cheating, while he accompanied his mistress to her checkup! [His poor wife! I guess nobody can have it all, huh? We all thought she hit the jackpot by landing herself a charming, rich husband, but turns out he's an utter scum. The sheer nerve of him to turn the narrative against poor Nikita! I bet he's using his power and money against her!] [Does anyone know what the mistress is doing at the hospital? Do tell!] The original poster replied a few minutes later. [She's here to get an abortion.]

I quickly tapped the notification on my phone. The secretary’s live video popped up, and the hashtag flashed across the screen. Almost immediately, a picture of a woman appeared, tagged in the video, her face looked familiar, but I didn’t have time to think. The secretary’s voice came through, steady and serious. “As I promised, this is the image of the woman whose face the mistress exchanged with.” She held everyone’s attention as she continued. “This is the image used on the mistress’ ID and documents, but it’s not her real face. It’s a false identity. We are still trying to find out who she really is.”

“You guys must have the wrong person.” Mandy snorted. “We’re professional cheater busters. Are you not on TikTok? We’ve caught more cheaters than you can count. Don’t try to act innocent with me. If you weren’t a mistress, why would my client hire me to catch you in the act?” I glanced at Zack. He was pinned down by two men, shaking his head desperately.

A mistress is trying to stand up for another mistress. "I've never said that I'm an honorable person, and please don't pretend like you're noble in front of me. I've seen enough disgusting things, but I've never seen a mistress who was kept in the dark standing up for someone else. Ms. Pearson, you've impressed me, but you have to know your capabilities if you're going to stand up for someone else. Instead of coming to me and embarrassing yourself, why don't you do your homework and come up with a plan to seduce Jackson?"

“And could you kindly guess who he was graciously getting all sweaty with?” My brain was already blank, not knowing anyone to think of to match their vibe. I had no idea, but I still had to try, “Don’t tell me it's his wife's maid.” They screamed like crazy people, and of course, they are more than crazy. “She’s back!” Mo announced like she was reading the weather. “In full gloss, full lingerie, and fully breaking marriages.” “Your lover boy’s shameless ex is now the mistress of your evil ex-therapist’s husband,” Kira narrated. “That’s enough drama dished out on her plate by karma.”

She looked directly at the veiled heiress, her voice rising even more higher so everyone in the ballroom could hear. "Miss Hale," Melissa said, pointing her finger at the heiress. "I know this is your big night, and I know you think you’ve found the perfect partner. But you are being deceived, miss Hale. Your fiancé, Christian Miller, is a big liar. He is cheating on you with his mistress. That woman is a cheap, gold-digging whore. Her name is Elara and she has been clinging to Mr. Miller for god knows how long. She even has a kid she's trying to foist onto him!" A heavy silence followed. Everyone in the room was shocked beyond measures. Horrified murmurs swept through the guests like a wild

She knew this young lady. The young lady cleared her throat. "Why are you acting like you don't know me? You were at the Williams family house last time—" then she suddenly tapped her head dramatically. "Oh... I forgot, you are just the mistress. His real woman is GG," the lady said. I looked at Gina. She smiled. "Maybe you should get your eyes checked. I don't know you. It can't be that you take rumors seriously," Gina said. I immediately understood what was going on.

“don’t worry about it Sarah and I want you to stay, it’s not easy to find a nanny who takes care of the family like you do, besides I need you to take baby John to the hospital tomorrow, “ she said with sarcasm but at the same time like she really meant it. “You don’t have to accommodate me, I will leave” “No, don’t. We don’t want to raise suspicions to the public, we know just how much they love juicy stories, and besides its good for the wife to know her husband’s mistress, you know to be sure they are safe from any wild sickness, we are healthy Sarah aren’t we?” “Yes, ma’am” “And faithful to our husband?” “Yes, ma’am” “Good, I have something to ask of you and this is not a request,” Prisc

Nerissa spat angrily, but Isabella shook her head. "But you also know the truth, Nerissa. Mateo and I, we never signed any divorce papers. You're living a lie." Nerissa sneered. "Oh, please. You disappeared, Isabella. In the eyes of the world, you were as good as dead. Mateo moved on. We're married now. That makes you the mistress, trying to worm her way back into his life!" Nerissa said heatedly, she's breathing hard, her cheeks and ears slightly reddened. Isabella feels like there's a huge knife that stabs her chest with every word she says.

I took her hand in mine, placing it on my lips gently, before kissing her fingers softly, playing up to the boyfriend roll we were discussing. “I will see what I can do. I am sure somewhere in his back catalog, Stud Muffin has the option of being a good boy, just for you.” I winked back. "But, in all seriousness, while it may not have been us previously, it is the new us. Keeping up appearances and all. But, if you did need some convincing, which I should hope you don't, because that could mortally wound your man, you know? But, just in case, your Stud Muffin promises whatever food you want until you are so full you are close to popping. Oh, and dessert too, because I know how important dess