Scandal Artinya Novels & Stories

“It’s all anyone will ever see now. They’ve erased me. I’m not an executive. I’m not a father. I’m just… a scandal.” A scandal is a fairy tale people whisper because they're afraid of the truth," Joe said to him, his voice low and unyielding, a boulder in a tempestuous sea. "The truth is messy. It includes my faith in your brain. Your brilliance for strategy. Our love. A scandal is simple. It's sex and authority. It's a fairy tale for grownups who want to believe the world is that simple.".

People she once called friends were reposting the scandal with captions like ‘Never expected this from her. Her hand shook as she turned the phone off completely. She wanted to disappear. Across the city, in a glass-walled penthouse overlooking the Thames, Roy Sinclair nursed a cup of black coffee, scrolling through his phone with a grim expression. “Mate, you’re trending everywhere,” his friend Aaron said from the couch, smirking. “Not the kind of PR you like, huh? ‘Mystery Billionaire Spends Night with Bride-to-Be.’ Classic.” Roy shot him a sharp glare. “It’s not funny.”

The woman was clearly shocked and pushed Alard's head away. "Don't cross the line! I don't know who you are or what you want to do here!" Faye insisted. "What can you do miss? Report to reception?" he asked. Faye shook her head slowly. There was no way he could put himself in danger on the brink. Reporting to the receptionist is tantamount to making rumors spread widely. Faye will be accused of having a scandal with a foreign man in a hotel room. Doesn't that degrade her image as a top model?

With trembling fingers, I tapped the article. The words hit me like punches. They called me a gold digger. A social climber. A manipulative slut who had supposedly dumped one brother for the richer one. They painted me like some heartless opportunist — a woman who had “snared” Andrew for money and status. And then there were the pictures. Old photos of me and Matthew — one of us laughing together at a café, another of his hand casually on my waist. The comments beneath were brutal. She’s disgusting.

However, Camellia didn't say anything, she waited for Richard to continue his lecture. "I'm sure Olivia will be increasingly curious about your identity, she will definitely find out in any way possible. So sooner or later all our scandals will be exposed. Are you ready for it? What if when my father finds out that you are my ex-boyfriend and we already have a child from our relationship in the past? Will my father still accept you as his wife or will he divorce you immediately?” Richard continued with a serious face. Camellia's forehead wrinkled because she didn't understand what Crish meant earlier, what would it matter if she had to divorce Richard? What does it matter if Richard, Olivia

He groaned inaudibly. " So... Will you help me?" Thoma stared at Scarlett, a frown on his face. " I'm not doing this for you." He stated before furrowing his brows in thought. " What is it you want me to do?" He asked. Scarlett let out a sigh, smiling for the first time since she stepped foot into that house. " I want you to to create a scandal. One so big, neither of them will be able to get out without my help." She replied.