Scandal Goodbye To You Novels & Stories

She retorts and explains everything, but he never listens and only gives her a look of disgust. After the ship got back to shore, they parted ways. His phone at that time was turned off due to stress and constant calls from different news channels. He sighs deeply and turns on his phone and messages start popping in. But the last sender caught his attention. It was from Godfrey, the biggest client their company ever landed. He was afraid to open the message since last night he spoke to Godfrey. He wants to back out of the deal due to the scandal. He sighs deeply as he opens the message only to be surprised by its content. — CONGRATULATIONS! His message confuses him. He checks the stock marke

"Haven't you heard? William's a bankrupt brat who specifically targets rich women, but he's picked the wrong one this time. "He took off with five million dollars of Pamela's money and tried to run, but Pamela found out. They had a huge fight and even involved the cops. I heard a bunch of people in their company have already started quitting. Some said that they regretted not sticking with you in the first place." I burst out laughing. "Well, she brought it upon herself. Alright, forget about them. Let's focus on our own stuff. Did you finish the plan I asked for last time?"

Caleb’s POV The hum of multiple screens bathed my office in a cold, ghost-blue glow. Tweets flew across one monitor. Emails pinged like gnats. My phone was buzzing again—probably another alert about the goddamn video. #Scandal. #JaxMaddoxExposed. #UndergroundKing. I exhaled through my nose and rubbed my temples. “They’re vultures.” On one screen, a gossip blog was running a blurry clip of Jax firing Riley. No audio, just a shaky video taken by one of the interns probably. Riley’s face—shocked. Jax’s expression—cold. Ruthless.

Once the room was silent and everyone was looking her way, she cleared her throat. "As joyous as today has been, we feel like we never want the party to end. The new happy couple though, like most, would disagree. Luckily, their carriage is here to take them to their honeymoon estate in the country. So, I think it is time to say goodnight and send them on their way." Everyone raised a glass to that as they walked Nicole and Austin to the door. They climbed inside and once the door was shut, they both slumped against the seat.

“Only my family members call me on first name basis. And even then, I always knew you will soon become part of my family that’s why I allowed you to.” Francesca could feel the warmth of his honest confession. After all what she had been through her life, a warm feeling like this was enough to take away all the pains of yesterday. “I love you, Francesca…” “I love you, Dynirho…” Notwithstanding the large audience in front, they joint their lips in unison to seal their profession of love. Genuine and sincere. The publicity was not a big deal actually as they were already both used to scandals. ***The End***

When Dianne took out her phone and began to scroll through her news feed, she couldn’t help the large grin that appeared on her face. For the first time, since this ghastly destination wedding had started, Dianne had a reason to be happy. She couldn’t even be mad at Drake for causing yet another scandal to the Whittenberg name. The last scandal would surely drive the shameless slut away. Dianne was ecstatic that she’d assigned a photographer to follow Drake around this morning and capture pictures of his every move. She wanted to uncover his secrets, she hadn’t expected to find this treasure among them.

So they started thinking of ways to get rid of me and my daughter. When they heard the news that I had been "fired," Wade seized the opportunity and forced me into a divorce. I let out an icy laugh as I closed the PDF. Their luck was only just beginning, I thought. What I did not expect was how low they were willing to go. Early the next morning, I got a call from property management. They told me my ex-husband had shown up downstairs with Ella and a group of media, livestreaming everything. When I got there, I finally understood what was happening.

It was the beginning of the end; the sky was turning black over the empire Roxy had built. "I'm afraid a partnership with Summit Media is out of the question now. If you'll excuse me, something urgent has come up, so I'll be leaving now, Ms. Sloan." "It's a good thing I hadn't signed the contract yet. You were clearly trying to screw me over, weren't you, Ms. Sloan? I'm certain no one in their right mind would sign with Summit Media now! I'm out of here!" Having learned of the scandals rocking Summit Media, the two A-listers were seized by a lingering sense of dread. Their faces grew dark with contempt, and without showing Roxy any consideration, they turned on their heels and left the confe

This couldn’t be a coincidence. Lyla rushed out of the classroom, found a quiet corner, and called Carlo. But the automated voice on the other end told her the number was no longer in service. No matter how many times she tried calling, she never reached him again. Messages sent through the website where they’d first met went unanswered, and soon, the site itself shut down, following the scandal that nearly destroyed Lyla’s life. That scandal had been devastating for Lyla. It was the moment she finally gave up—finally realized that Carlo, this man who had swept into her life like a dream, igniting her deepest desires and plunging her into her darkest depths, had left her without a word.

“Gabriella, I know everything you’ve done. More than that, I know things you don’t even realize.” There was no mistaking the threat now. Gabriella’s brows pinched together. “What could I possibly—” She cut herself off. One thought surfaced, and her blood ran cold. There was one thing she absolutely couldn’t let anyone know. “One hour. Pier 756, out by the west docks,” Chad said impatiently. “If you don’t show, I’ll hand everything over to the press.” Before Gabriella could respond, the line went dead. “Lunatic!” she spat, hurling the phone onto her desk. Whirling on Pete, she snapped, “I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about! I’ve got nothing to hide!”