Quebert Affair Novels & Stories

Then a shot of her leaving, her clothes rumpled and her hair disheveled. “We go live now to our correspondent in the field, who has more on this salacious story,” the anchor said, passing the baton smoothly. The screen shifted to a harried-looking reporter standing in front of a familiar skyline. “Thank you, Karen. I’m here outside Davenport Industries headquarters, where the news of Clara Davenport’s affair with Adrian Blackwood has sent shockwaves through the business community. I’m joined now by legal expert James Parker, who can give us some insight into the potential fallout of this scandal.”

One of his assistants walked up behind him, and whispered in his ear, “The Madam is causing a scene at the memorial.” “What?” He squinted at the guard who shrunk away at his reaction. Had Opheila not caused enough scandal as it was? “What did you just say?” I walked towards the minister’s wife to calm her down, and she whipped her head around to look at me. “Did you hear her? Did you hear this witch?” “Honey.” The minister joined me to hold her back from attacking Ophelia, who was still on her knees, her head touching the wooden floor.

It was then the hospital director realized there was no containing the situation and stopped the department head, who looked as if he were about to intervene. “Clearly, things have gotten out of hand. Perhaps it’s best to clear up any misunderstandings here and now,” the director said, turning toward me. Taking a steadying breath, I fought to stay calm. “Emily, I don’t know where this affair accusation came from, but I’m married. I have never interfered in anyone else’s marriage.” “Oh, so you’re going to deny it?” Emily sneered. “Well, today, I’m going to expose your true colors!”

Stacey, puzzled, sat down beside Damon, her gaze shifting between the two of them. "You know each other?" "Yeah. I forgot to mention it. Teacher Greene is my brother’s ex-girlfriend. We dated for several years and ended up having sex multiple times. She didn’t even think twice about having an affair with Ethan." Emerald didn’t respond to his nonsense. To others, Damon was just a desperate man obsessed with her. He always bragged about them having slept together, even though they hadn’t. No one suspected their so-called affair because he had betrayed her first, though it had only been emotional. Coming from a wealthy family, preserving a pristine reputation was essential. To maintain his imag

He raged in anger. "I…I did sir…did you enjoy her?" She asks him with fear in her voice. "You did? Hmm. Becky or whatever you call yourself. You have two options now, get on my bed and do what that old fool couldn't do or you lose your job!" "Yes sir." She says immediately as she begins to undress in joy. Apart from the call girls who work in the bordello, other women were not considered classy enough to be in bed with Mr. Adan Cheriton, the country's youngest billionaire.

He had been asking me repeatedly the same question since Senator Rodriguez left us. Am I okay? Am I really? It just finally sank into my brain that Regor will be married to someone else anytime soon, how am I going to be okay? We did not leave the meeting room right away. Marlon told me we will stay until I composed myself, but I think it would take a long time before I could do that. Tears kept on streaming down my face and trying hard as I might, I could not make them stop. “I know what I got myself into when I had an affair with the President.” I tried to laugh, but it sounded off even to my ears.

As the Munisberg sunlight poured through the windows, my team was already hard at work inside Quantum Group's headquarters. "Mr. Grant, the ribbon-cutting ceremony is in two hours," Vernon said, hurrying over with a tablet in hand. "The president of Germovia's Chamber of Commerce has confirmed his attendance." I smoothed out the last wrinkle in my suit. Staring into the mirror, my eyes were cold and cutting. The version of me who once gave everything for love had perished on a rainy night in a past long gone. … In front of Quantum Group, a long red carpet stretched over 100 yards. Meanwhile, reporters were busy aiming their cameras and microphones at the podium.

My voice trembled as crocodile tears rolled down my cheeks. Valerie held her stomach, her eyes glistening with pain. “I don't want to listen to what you both have to say. You disgust me. I trusted you, Baron as my husband and the father of our unborn child. And you, Veronica, you’re my blood. How could you? How could you be having an affair in my house, under my roof? In my room? What level of insanity is that?”. Baron stumbled forward, reaching for Valerie’s hand. “Please, Valerie, listen to me. I swear on my life, nothing happened. She’s twisting everything. She's lying about everything. Nothing happened because I planned it but because she did.”

Robert’s voice was ice-cold, disappointment bleeding through. Damien’s fists clenched. “It’s not true.” “Then make me understand,” Robert shot back, his voice rising. “Because I see a woman from your past—the one you paid to disappear—now back in our business. And now she’s making headlines. The whole world thinks you’re cheating on your wife.” Damien stood, defiant. “I’m not cheating on Ava. I was surprised by Claire’s return. She’s representing a key firm in the merger. I didn’t invite her in, but she’s proven competent.”

Nicholas questioned in disbelief, his eyes widened as the shocking revelation met his ears. "You heard me right Nicholas, she seduced him and slept with him" Ophelia repeated. With eyes seethed in exasperation Nicholas clenched his fists and slammed it angrily against his wooden mahogany table. "You mean all this? All this happened under your nose and you were not aware of it? C'mon that's a shitty excuse Ophelia" Nicholas was growing increasingly agitated. Hearing this felt so unbelievable. It was like poison to his body. He knew and was fully aware of the fact that Braden loved Camilla but he did not think they would actually have sex again.