Negros Scandal Novels & Stories

Crish showed seriousness in his facial expression so Camellia could trust him again. “Don’t pretend to be sorry like this, I know, you don’t feel sorry at all. You are still afraid of losing all of your wife’s assets, right? The proof is that you are still afraid if I reveal all the scandals that you have done to me in the past, isn’t that right, Mr. Billionaire?” Camellia laughed evilly. It seems that she is no longer easy to be deceived because she has learned more from experience.

*** Nicholas lounged on his apartment sofa, remote in hand, eyes glued to the news on the TV. Selene's scandal was the main headline. Her face appeared repeatedly, accompanied by a bold headline: WEALTHY BUSINESSMAN'S FIANCÉE INVOLVED IN PORNOGRAPHY SCANDAL. Nicholas chuckled softly, shaking his head in mockery. “So you're playing with other men too, Selene,” he muttered, his voice dripping with disdain. He put the remote down and grabbed his phone, which was lying on the table. With a casual motion, he opened the gallery and played a video.

"I didn't want you to find out this way, but... you need to know." She reached for her tablet on the table and handed it to Anastasia. "Look at this, Ana. This is the reason why all the deals have been cancelled." Anastasia took the tablet with shaking hands and stared at the screen. The headline instantly froze her: "Scandal Alert: Singer Anastasia Noire accused of sabotaging stepsister Elora Viviana and becoming a wealthy man's mistress!" "This... this can't be true," Anastasia whispered, almost in disbelief. She read on, each sentence more shocking than the last.

for Savannah that Theodore had hinted at earlier that afternoon. Theodore had shown no mercy; he had laid bare every crime that Savannah and Lucas had committed together in their corruption scandal. Every news outlet and media platform reported the full body of evidence, all of it proving that, in the scandal surrounding the Nichols project in the past, both Sigourney and Theodore were entirely innocent. The true culprit behind the corruption scandal was none other than Savannah, working in collusion with Lucas, Theodore's long-time business rival.

A woman in an expensive-looking suit with dark hair and Sabrina's same bone structure. Guilt washed over me like a tidal wave, crushing and complete. This. This was why she'd wanted to see me that night. This was why she'd sounded so distressed on the phone, why her voice had that edge of barely controlled panic. And I hadn't been there. I'd been in meetings playing COO while the woman I loved was falling apart. "Jesus Christ!" The exclamation burst out of me as I continued scrolling, my fingers moving faster, more desperate. The case was already being called a national scandal. Dante Morales, apparently a wanted drug trafficker, had been arrested, and the DEA was systematically taking down

“That does not excuse the fact that _” “You and your recent scandals should be the topic of discussion, don’t you think?” I hissed, interrupting Natasha again. “Investors are refusing to do business with us because they do not want to deal with you. First you get married a few days after you divorced your husband, followed by your claim that he is the father of your unborn child, you defame my name all over the internet, then an audio leaks where you confessed to having an affair with your ex-husband’s son who happens to be the father of the child, you went further to confirm that what you said about me were lies and lastly your mother is being charged for murder; for killing the man that on

He hadn’t anticipated the fallout from the night’s events, and it left a bitter taste in his mouth. His hands trembled slightly, not from fear but from the adrenaline coursing through him as he made his way to his study. The chaos from the gala replayed in his mind like a looping nightmare. Victoria’s defiance. Mildred’s audacity. And the documents, the ones that had made their way into Gerald’s hands, exposing the dark web he’d carefully spun. In a fit of rage, Nelson threw the door to his study open, the hinges groaning under the force. He walked to his desk, gripping its edge as though trying to steady himself, before sending for Carlos.

she admitted in a low voice, earning a radiant smile from Keiden. The moment felt perfect until voices from a nearby table caught her attention. “It’s a total scandal,” said the woman, her voice thick with excitement. “They caught them red-handed, and not only that, the press is tearing them apart!” “Jesús Carmona and Reynaldo Cortés,” said another female voice, almost with morbid enthusiasm. “I never thought they were such idiots… perverts of the most rotten kind.” Natalia tensed at the mention of the names. All the warmth she had felt vanished, replaced by a growing sense of alarm.

“The moment we accuse him of wrongdoing, he’ll claim he only took advice from you and Fabio Sensi. Eventually, in order to save his own skin, Sensi may implicate Weldon, but Weldon has this excellent diversion. He can say you came on to him, maybe that you were working with Sensi, that you sent those photos to ruin his marriage and his reputation. Perhaps they were cooked up by the two of you to blackmail him into skimming funds. Whatever story he comes up with, it will point all the scandal back to you and Sensi and, obviously, the ‘Gritti International Bank’.” “I know I am screwed either way, thank you very much. And I’m also aware that there is no way out of this mess. That after this num

“I’m in Vegas. Do I know what time it is in New York? Yes, of course I do – it’s time to shut the fuck up and listen carefully. “Neil, there’s a massive sex scandal that’s going to break tonight, and you’re going to want the star player on the show tomorrow. There’s a billionaire with his pants down, blackmail’s involved, and there will be lots and lots of pictures of boobies, which I know is right up your alley.”