Novel & Cerita Katulong Scandal

Lucien snapped, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of fear. The assistant thrust a tablet at him, hands trembling. Lucien’s face went white as he read the screen. Lila leaned in, her stomach dropping when she saw the headline: “Cole Medical Under Review – Scandal and Data Falsification Exposed.” Her pulse pounded in her ears. Her father’s name. Her father’s death. Now it was all out there for everyone to see. “Who did this?” Lucien’s voice was a growl. “I don’t know, sir,” the assistant stammered. “It’s everywhere. Every news site.”

the Tuyul laughed out loud mocking Reno. “Hey, you’re go home now, your master must be waiting,” Reno was very annoyed at this bald creature. “I can help Brother. Here, I has a lot of money. It was just after the operation,” he showed hundreds of dollars, which were not small in number. “I don’t want it, it’s illegal money, get steals. There you go, just give it to your employer, I don’t want it,” Reno was already very annoyed with the tuyul.

I could feel it. Finally, I reached for the phone and check. The first headline I saw was: "Langford Scandal Explodes: Drugging Footage, PR Sabotage, Tax Crimes Revealed” My breath hitched, and I straightened in my seat, heart suddenly alert and tense. Another one loaded: “Whistleblower Exposes Celeste West in Orchestrated Smear Campaign Against Riley Jordan” My mouth went dry, a flush of surprise hitting me as I stared at the headline, unable to believe what I was seeing.

Lucian passed out on the Paris hotel bed, with Vanessa standing over him in a silk robe. "We are breaking into our regular broadcast with a massive, unprecedented scandal hitting the global markets this morning," the news anchor announced, her voice dripping with sensationalist excitement. "Just three weeks after his lavish Mediterranean wedding to Vance Design CEO Zara Vance, leaked documents have surfaced exposing a dark double life for billionaire Lucian Sterling." The screen violently flashed to a new graphic. It was a close-up of the medical DNA results.

I'll wait for you, and hopefully, we'll meet soon. "Okay." That Sunday a rather interesting piece of news was making the rounds in Aryadelle. Fortune Tech, an online news platform, had published an article that had a rather shocking title: [President of Sterling Group, Elliot Foster, Cheated out of 1.5 Billion Dollars? The Truth Behind This Will Make One Cry!] The subtitle read, [Don't let so-called love, empty you of your pockets!] The article was about the shooting in Bridgedale.

I reached for the remote, clicking on the massive flat screen mounted against the far wall. The image that greeted us sent a shockwave through my system. Calloway wasn’t the problem anymore. No. This was bigger. A headline blazed across the screen. "Hawke Family Secrets: Corruption, Scandal, and a Billion-Dollar Cover-Up." Alexander went still. A different kind of still. The kind that warned of an impending storm. His jaw tightened, his fingers curling into fists. "Who leaked this?" Langley’s voice was grim. "We don’t know yet. But it’s spreading fast."

The live video feed loaded onto the screen. The email worked perfectly. The scandal dominated the morning news cycle. A male sports anchor sat behind a sleek glass desk. The anchor looked very serious while he spoke into the camera. A large graphic appeared next to his head. The graphic displayed my father's corporate logo and the emblem of my university. "We begin this hour with a massive breaking story out of the college hockey world," the anchor announced. "Late last night, our investigative team received leaked legal documents. These documents expose a massive extortion scheme involving billionaire Richard Rossi and the university athletic board."

I turned up the volume and leaned back in my chair. "Welcome back," the anchor said, shaking her head slowly. "We are following the story that has everyone talking today. Celestine Valancourt, the secret heiress who just married the world's richest man, Lysander Ashcroft, is at the center of a growing scandal. Reports have surfaced that she terminated a pregnancy just weeks after leaving her first husband, billionaire Kier Thornwell. Our panel is here to discuss. Let's start with you, Margaret. What do you make of this?"

Elara woke up to a notification on her phone that felt like a bucket of ice water. ​SCANDAL AT THE PEAK: Billionaire CEO Julian Thorne’s Secret Son Revealed. ​The article was a masterpiece of character assassination. It included a photo of Leo in the hospital—a grainy, intimate shot of him under the oxygen tent that could only have been taken by someone inside the medical team. Someone like Marcus.

For my pups, and for the wolves who stood by me, I made a silent vow: I would become a force even the High Alpha couldn't ignore. The next day, I was invited to a sports medicine gala. The moment I stepped onto the red carpet, the pack reporters swarmed. "Mr. Parker, rumors are howling that you swindled fourteen hundred million credits from Ethan Carter. Is there any truth to the scandal?" I stopped, turning my head slowly toward the cameras. My voice was level. "It’s true." The crowd went silent. Even the camera shutters seemed to stop clicking. "You must be joking, Collins," a reporter stammered. "If it’s true, why hasn't he filed a grievance with the High Council?"