Mimi And Nikko Scandal In Atlanta นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The majority of them are employed in private security. Now, Annalia and Nicholas have merely engaged in small conversation and have formally introduced themselves to one another. Niko stated that the only reason he wants to be with Annalia is that he noticed that the people who were before surrounding her have abandoned her. Niko didn't appear to be bothered by the fact that a lot of people were staring at them at all, though. It is so strange for someone who is an incredibly famous international supermodel to enjoy the attention that he gives them. They take their reputation and their dating life very seriously and do not take any risks. Because of their adoring followers and the prying eye

His eyes landed on me and went wide with confusion. “What did you do?” he barked. “What did I do?” I snapped. “I’m leaving.” “Good,” he growled. “Go.” We stared at each other for one long tense beat before I turned and stormed out of the suite. The elevator ride felt like it lasted hours. As soon as I hit the hotel lobby the morning news played on a mounted television. And there I was. A grainy photo of me in Nikolai’s arms with both of us stumbling out of the bar like drunken lovers was plastered across the screen beneath a headline about Italy’s most untouchable crime lord and a “mystery woman.”

She said in a dejected tone of voice as she walked out of there as fast as she could. While the two were talking, everyone else was still doing their jobs. But all of them were staring at Annika and Nikki as they talked, they all knew that something bad was going to happen because of the scandal earlier. Every single one of them knew that when something bad happens outside, the person who caused it would be the one to blame a hundred percent even if they were in the right just for Nikki to avoid a lawsuit which he always had a good chance of dodging as long as everyone just does as they’re told.

I looked at the ground for a few seconds before meeting his eyes. "I forgive you, Nikko." A glimmer of relief flashed in his eyes, but I dashed it just as fast. "I went with Sandra to Russian Galev’s birthday party—her current boyfriend." He frowned." I danced with a bunch of guys, you hear me?" His jaw tensed. "Belinda was there, though I didn’t see her. She knows Russian and his friends. I found out she was there when I got photos from a strange email—a whole reel of me dancing with some of the guests. A reel, Nikko, that I confirmed she sent." I paused to gauge his reaction. "What do you think she was trying to pull with that childish stunt, huh?" Nikko’s face began to shift. He hadn’t ex

Nathan approached carefully beside him. “Sir…” Damian kept staring at the disappearing taillights. For the first time in years,he looked completely lost. --- Two Hours Later The internet was already on fire. Every major media platform carried the same headlines: VALE CORPORATION SCANDAL EXPLODES CEO ACCUSED OF COVER-UP MYSTERY WOMAN MISSING DIVORCE DRAMA TURNS CRIMINAL Nathan stood inside Damian’s penthouse watching screens flood endlessly with reactions. Social media clips. Leaked documents.

"The NCCC said they would send them to me after the call." As they waited for the documents to arrive, Alexander couldn't help but feel a sense of paranoia creeping up on him. The same person who had orchestrated the false scandal with Harley Smith was now after him again. But who could it be? And what did they want with him? As the minutes ticked by, the tension in the room grew palpable. Finally, the sound of an email notification broke the silence, causing both friends to jump. "It's them," Alexander said, quickly pulling up the email on his computer. As he scrolled through the documents, his eyes widened in shock and disbelief. There were emails, financial records, and even personal phot

It’s itching for me to tell her so all these could just end once and for all, but she's seen some things that’s questionable happen between us. It seems too late to spill now. Annie showed up behind Nikki. "Damn Nikki,” Nikki turned around to look at Annie. “Maybe if you spent less time stalking Noah and more time not being a hag, he’d actually want you." Annie continued. The crowd oohed. Nikki’s face twisted. "You—" Then she turned back to me and her hands shoved me hard. The water swallowed me whole, icy and shocking. Laughter echoed above as I surfaced, gasping for air. The dress plastered to my skin.

* Very early the next morning, a middle aged woman sits in front of the news, waiting for the six am entertainment before the main news and then the weather. She tunes in, still dressed in a large white bathrobe, warmth clouding all over her body and her hair wet to signify she just got out of the shower not long ago. As she taps the remote control onto the news channel, she settles down and watches the screen. She moves her shoulders a bit to the catchy news opening tune. "The first news of this morning is going to be the best for weeks... Or should I say, it's been the best for years. It's our pleasure to inform you that Mikayla Anderson, the woman in the scandal from five years ago has re

The deal involved working with the police to take down the mafia but she apparently had no idea that it would lead to Owen being arrested and shot for her supposed murder. I don’t really believe that she did not know what was the plan but Owen is a free man, whether the feds like it or not. They and the minister now have to explain themselves to the public and will have to work very damn hard to build the trust again. They might come at us again at some point but we are definitely off the hook for now. One part of the plan is done, now the second one. I call Nick to check his progress with rescuing Niki. I panic when he does not respond. I am already beating myself up for handing her over to

With a sly grin, he inquired, "Mrs. Hamilton, is it true that you were once a disgraced and rejected staff member of Nixon Tech? Rumor has it that your ideas were shamelessly stolen from them." Not yet answered, another paid journalist, eager to further ignite the flames of controversy, interjected with a provocative question of her own. "And what about the incident involving an international supermodel named Isabella Thompson? It is said that you and your friend, Scarlett, publicly humiliated her by formatting her paid website meant for her fans. Is there any truth to these claims?"