Mimi And Nikko Scandal In Atlanta Novels & Stories

DORIA "Really?" Nik attacked me the second that money-hungry rat was gone. I kept my eyes out of the tabloid on my screen for a split second. It had been the reason for my flare-up. Tonight was supposed to be all about getting Nikolas back to my side. I had no problem playing my role if Katherine, a bitch from my modeling agency had not spilled the tea that would probably make front pages tomorrow. Some photographer had caught Nik taking that slum rat to our special place. My special place! The way the picture was taken, it was bound to spread rumors about me and Nik's temporary break. I just couldn't take it.

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?"

"Georgia! Did you notice this? Mia's voice came through the speaker, scared and nearly high-pitched. My hands trembled as I opened the note she gave me. A picture. Nolots. Pictures of me at the party last night, having fun, drinking, and getting far too close to Henry. And then, right when I thought my heart would stop, I saw Henry's fingers brush across my waist as we argued near the balcony. The headline hit me in the face: "Is the CEO's wife a friend or a mistress?" The Georgia Sparks homewrecker scandal. I stopped. My lungs stopped working. Mia: "Georgia, listen to me. Don't freak out. Anna is here. It must be. She is the one who did this. "But... these pictures, Mia, they make it look l

There was the same moustache that spread out his lip line. “What’s going on here?” I questioned, unsure of what move to make right at this moment. Boss Devereaux stood up and walked to the visual display. Her hand reached for the remote and a news began to play. Tapes of various news casters immediately commenced. “Breaking news! Model Nikki Fox is a dirty one after all. See the insiders of how she traffics people in Mexico.” Wait what? “Nikki Fox got arrested for being involved in a dirty crime she tried so much to hide. But, as always, the truth will always prevail.”

Jill, sitting next to her, leaned over her shoulder, took one look and gasped. The headline read, 'Supermodel Scandal - Jury Member Mick Fairgate: Fornication With a Minor?' Directly below was a large picture of Mick, captioned 'Mick Fairgate - The Wolf In Sheep's Clothing ' Jill skimmed hastily. It was essentially about the report at the time for indecency with a minor and the allegation that Mick had regularly abused participants in the show. There has been a lot of claims and speculation surrounding these two main pieces of content, and all information has been said to come from a reputable insider source.

I reminded her as I fixed myself. "I know... it will pass by quickly..." I pulled out my cell phone and saw a string of calls and messages from Scott. Furrowing my eyebrows, I called him back as I stepped out of the room. "The fucking FBI raided our Vegas nightclub," Scott's voice came through, tense and urgent. "They knew, Niko, they knew about the drugs. Someone tipped them off. It's Mount Vernon all over again."

I pulled the blanket higher over her and walked to the window, staring out at the city below as I scrolled through more articles. The internet was exploding and it wasn’t even seven fucking a.m. Hashtags like #MichelsonScandal and #StepdaughterAffair were trending. Some called me a predator while others painted Nicole as a gold-digger. A few even dragged Lily into it, calling her the “betrayed wife.” Aside from that, the board was already emailing me, demanding an emergency meeting. I was in the middle of going through more articles when my phone started to ring. It was Nico.

In the end, he had no choice but to cover up the matter as much as he could. He thought that he had hidden it flawlessly, but he was found out anyway in the end. Xavier returned to his office. His knees buckled as he fell weakly on his couch. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. … In just one day, Mimi’s scandal had turned viral. Her name remained on the headlines and front pages of all major publications. Thanks to Britney’s fuel on the flames and her dramatics, the name “Mimi Norton” had become synonymous with “crazy b*tch”. Every time someone mentioned Mimi online, everyone else would curse, spit, and turn their noses up at her.

"Besides, what are you doing here? I didn't think we had a meeting today." Nico shook his head. "No, we don't. But I have some important information on Hiram." I set down the folder. "You do?" "He was at the Moretti gala." I went still. "What?" "It's true." Nico's voice was steady. "I heard it from a reliable source." "How come we didn't see him?" Nico shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe we were in different places at different times. But he was there." He dropped a file onto my desk. "And this is the proof."