Masuso Scandal Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ro'Sau was confident in himself that he will be out in the public as a clean man. Heena called her father to hear what he has to say on the issue at hand. She can't believe that her father would get himself messed up in such a scandal, he was also accused of improper misconduct in office, that he tried to take advantage of his secretary, though the woman told him she is married Ro'Sau didn't back off, so she fired the secretary unjustly. Ro'Sau did not pick up his calls, from the beginning of the scandal his phone had been ringing from one caller to another, and he was tired of explaining to people, especially when they could not believe his side of the story.

"And if we wait too long?" Her question hung between us like smoke, suffocating me with its truth. Two days passed before Jacob took action. It arrived not as an attack this time, but as a scandal. Each of the major papers had the following title: "Alexander Hayes Under Investigation: Fraud and Embezzlement Allegations Surface." The photos were damning; doctored, but convincing. Money transfers, off-shore accounts, signatures that resembled my own. The type of information that people did not question because it was too specific, too convenient.

“I was going through my rut, and I passed out since I wasn’t feeling too well…Gerard helped me.” My father’s eyes didn’t move, but his jaw did that warning signal before he shattered something. “So,” he said softly—too soft. “You left your engagement party. With your fiancé’s friend. During your rut.” When he put it like that, it sounded like something you’d find in a Telemundo finale. Mason stepped forward with another tablet in his hand. “I’ve tracked the source of the leak, sir,” he said. “The journalist's name—”

I needed to get my life back on track. Finally gathering the strength to leave the bathroom after being there for hours. My Phone was now buzzing with notifications. My breath seized as I went through the headlines; MILA GRAYSON SUSPENDED FOR COMPANY FUND EMBEZZLEMENT BUSINESS HOT SHOT OF GRAYSON ENTERPRISE EMEZZLES COMPANY FUND THE NEXT BIG THING TURNS THE NEXT WORST THING MILA GRAYSON MISSING AFTER SUSPENSION FROM GRAYSON ENTERPRISE MILA GRAYSON A CHEAT IN BED AND AT WORK…

She replied “And Mason will retaliate.” I picked up my glass “I expect him to.” I studied her carefully. “You’re sure?” She nodded. “If he has activated old alliances, I want to see who answers.” I could not help but admire her mind. “Fine,” I said. “We will test him.” Rosa’s POV The leak went live at midnight. A document suggesting financial irregularities in Mason’s expansion project. It was nothing too direct but just enough doubt. By morning, the city was buzzing. I watched the news quietly as Gabriel stood behind me.

"Alessia. I didn't know." "You weren't supposed to." "You lied to me for six years." I smiled, not kindly. "I hid my family. You hid another woman. Let's not pretend those are the same thing." A few people close enough to hear went still. Evan noticed. His jaw tightened, and for once, he lowered his voice. "The audit is destroying me. The board suspended me this morning. My parents won't speak to me. Mara sold a statement to a gossip site, Alessia. She said I used her while living off my girlfriend's money. Do you understand what this looks like?"

His expression sharpened. "You identified the code?" Becca and I exchanged a look. Mason listened for another minute before ending the call. "They found him," he said quietly. "The agency representative?" I asked. Mason nodded. "He disappeared from entertainment publicity years ago after accusations that he sold private medical records and family information about professional athletes." He turned the screen toward us. The photograph filled the display. I felt every muscle in my body go still. I knew that face. Not because I'd met him...

"I don't want to hear it, Isabella." Ouch! It's been like a hundred years since she called me Isabella. "Camille please, you’re the only one I have." "Just go." Her footsteps retreated as she walked into either her closet or bathroom and banged the door. That fucking hurt like a lot. I pressed my forehead against the door and cried until I could no longer come. And the headlines? They were brutal. "Moreau Foundation CEO Caught in Sexual Scandal with Daughter's Best Friend." "Age Gap Romance or Calculated Manipulation? Inside the Moreau Affair."

During the engagement banquet, Leslie's mother had proudly bragged to relatives more than once that once Leslie married me, he would inherit my family's company and rise above everyone else. Naturally, that stirred jealousy among the relatives. And after secretly overhearing me chatting with friends about going to a beauty salon after the banquet, Felicia deliberately pulled everyone together for a group photo and began planning the entire scheme from there. According to her confession, the luxury skincare set worth over sixty thousand dollars that she took from the salon was never meant for her daughter at all. The moment she walked out of the salon, she had already found a buyer and resold