Novel & Cerita Pamangkin Scandal

All their personal scandals , all their black dealings were recorded there , even their involvement in the past accidents that Damian suffered , along with the recent one . " What the heck....? " said one of the shareholders shocked . " As you, all can see these are all your scandals and dirty work you have done over the years . " said Damian . " This isn't right ! What do you think you are doing ? You have invaded our privacy which is neither moral nor legal . " said another shareholder a she looked at his file with a nervous expression . " This will be the last chance I give you to save yourselves . You should be thanking me for giving you a chance instead of giving your wives a divorce la

Certainly not when Xavier's charity was at stake or in public venues. Pamela. Where did she know that name? Oh. O-o-h-h. She remembered now. As in, Pamela Squire, the model who'd dumped Xavier years ago after she'd publicly spouted crap about him to the press. The woman was a world-class, grade-A bitch, and Peyton had no idea what he'd seen in her. Well, besides the stunning body and perfect face and sultry voice. Or her fame. And money. Edward cinched Peyton closer to his side. "Our girl here also did most of tonight's planning."

“Damon Knight trying to use Davina Parker to clear his name from the Davenport scandal.” “Scandal at the Anticipated Gala — Parker Heiress Humiliated by Rival Knight” “Consent Matters: Damon Knight’s Actions Spark Outrage” “From Business Titan to Public Villain — Damon Knight’s Fall Begins” The headline flashed across screens within minutes, exaggerated and venomous. Reporters latched onto it, their voices rising in a chorus of accusation. Damon’s calculated smirk, his deliberate proximity to Davina, was suddenly painted as a ploy — a desperate attempt to wash his hands of the Davenport affair by tethering himself to the Parker heiress.

"But what woman would dare to snatch xD-L's lover?" Honey_Bee: She's a news anchor. "I know, it's Hyomi Kang!" "What?! She's the one who had a similar scandal a while ago? So it's a real scandal?" "That's crazy! Jun Park dismissed the scandal, but it turns out they were dating!" Honey_Bee: We don't know what happened. It could be that the past scandal happened because the woman was itchy and Jun was kind. Then the bitch teamed up with him, becoming more and more charming by the day.

Pakin was the center of a political firestorm. In a country where the monarchy is held in the highest, most sacred regard, the idea of a Prince being gay wasn't just "news"—it was a scandal that shook the foundations of the establishment. I walked over to him, ignoring the reporters who had somehow managed to sneak past security to snap photos of me. I stepped into his space, shielding him from their view with my body. "Hey," I murmured, my voice low. "You okay?" Pakin looked up, and my heart twisted. His eyes were tired, shadowed by a lack of sleep and a heavy weight of anxiety. He didn't smile. He just showed me his screen.

They sat on opposite ends of the couch, and the space between them felt like a canyon. The second couple was Congressman David Rowe and his wife Patricia. The congressman was silver haired and smooth, gripping everyone's hands too long and looking into their eyes with manufactured sincerity. Patricia seemed exhausted, her smile a thin veneer over something hollow. They were embroiled in a corruption scandal involving campaign funds and a shell company in Delaware.

HEADLINE: Morgan Flamur Implicated in Massive Financial Scandal: Accused of Embezzlement and Fraud. I scoffed and scratched my stubble beard. “These people think I’m a fucking fraudster?” I asked. “That’s not all, sir.” Before I could take a second to process it, my P.A., Diane continued. “There are also a lot of stories about how much of a playboy you are and it is tarnishing the company’s reputation, sir.” “Which of the companies?” I asked. “Your father’s.” Call me an asshole but I was glad it had nothing to do with mine. “How bad is it?”

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

She took a seat and casually set her bag down before answering, "I haven't been in the country for the past few years, so I don't know much. I have heard some rumors, but I'm not sure how true they are." Howard leaned in, his curiosity piqued. "What rumors? Come on, Pamela. Don't leave us hanging." Pamela hesitated a little, and her expression turned serious. "I heard the woman has been married before. Have any of you heard of a wealthy tycoon from Grendale called Jason Pereira?" The man sitting beside Howard answered, "Of course. The media didn't report it, but the high society circles are only that big, and word got around. I think he was sentenced to death for some crime?"

(Ran Hyun Ok) Ran Hyun Ok Stands and showed the Profile of an old man, it was Senator Byeong Sung Min, a 65 Years old man, the Leader of The Right Wing Party, the loud voice of the party. And also the person with the most scandal in the political circle, known as the ‘untouchable’ by many. He once were involved in an affair scandal, murder charges, child rape scandal, but not a single thing sticks to him. He was the typical corrupt politician, still despite being just a senator, this man were known to be super rich, as he had many time blatantly use his power to land so many contract to his families company and also those that were close to him. Simply, if you were a criminal, these is the m