Scandalized Ivy Owens Novels & Stories

"Not quite... Cato Alter gotten into some trouble, and he needs my assistance here. It's a matter that only my position can handle." "Is it a scandal?" Ivy asked without thinking. "I heard that the leading actress from DT Investment's subsidiary, Apple Entertainment, tried to seduce a senior executive and then attempted suicide by taking sleeping pills. Is that executive Cato Alter?" Shawn was left speechless. Sometimes he genuinely wished he could open Ivy's head and see what was going on inside. Her thought process was so unique. Even if he had doubts about Cato Alter, shouldn't he trust Shawn, who was known for handling these kinds of scandals professionally?

She suddenly grabbed Gale's shoulder and pushed her away forcefully. Their eyes met. Gale's eyes were swollen from crying. There were only four people in the private room. Two men and two women. Since she and Paul were in one room, then Aurum and Gale must have... Ivy's eyes widened slowly at the thought. Ivy forgot her own situation! Her heart was filled with shock for Gale! Despite being in the entertainment industry for so long, Ivy had always maintained her purity, never getting involved in scandals, never seducing wealthy men, never accepting any hidden rules.

“Listen, Ivy. Marion has nothing to be jealous of. I made a mistake with you. And she, she’s not that petty.” The defense is so raw, so unvarnished, I almost smile. Almost. Ivy’s polished mask falters, a crack running right down the middle. She recovers fast, her voice venomous. “Wow, Jude. If you can do this to me, then maybe you did it to another woman. Maybe karma’s just catching up.” Gasps ripple around the table. The boardroom is no longer a boardroom; it’s a stage, a drama house, where betrayal and scandal

Having another woman step in place of my wife—even for something as formal as a dinner—was enough to make me sick. Every vow, every second I've devoted to Scarlett as her husband still means something. I love her more than I could ever express in words. But her accusations… her words—they cut deep. They’ve held me hostage in this state of numbness I can’t seem to shake. That’s why I have to put it behind me. At least for now. It’s the only way to move forward. Then Ivy walked in. She wore a sleek, black dress that clung to her like silk and left her back entirely bare. I lost my breath for a second.

Fired up with embarrassment and shame to having to witness such atrocities, Lady Francesca immediately closed her eyes and covered her palms so as to save her innocence further. She also turned her back into them as she felt the heavy and awkward atmosphere building. She didn’t know Verindale could be this wild and scandalous as she read it in the London publications and tabloids. It was a common knowledge to everyone that the Verindale’s present 19th earl of the earldom was a bold rebellious aristocrat who consistently tries to break the natural flow of the aristocracy as we know it.

It was the voices drifting up from the drawing-room below. "I’m done, Helena. Truly," Ivy said sharply, cutting through the silence of the estate. "I opened the feed this morning and there he was. Rowan. My husband was caught in a 'scandalous' news outside a club with some twenty-year-old actress who probably doesn't even know what a shift feels like. I'm not playing the standing-by-my-man role anymore. I want the papers. I want out."

Was all Steven could ask as his attention was too focused on the road ahead of him. "Why? Well for starters Crimson's scandal hasn't died down yet and now my own is stirring up now, I should be expecting a call from manager Tia or the agency in a short while and i know I'll have to sort things out later which will be hectic for me. Besides your too precious to me I don't want other women ogling at you. you are mine!" Lunette snapped. "Someone's sounding possessive now!" Steven laughed lightly. "I should have agreed with you when you said we should take the private jet, Crimson is really strong to have dealt with this scandal by herself, now it's my turn to taste what it's like."

I couldn't afford to be seen, it would create another scandal when I wasn't done with the present one. I looked around as I went further inside and saw people standing in front of graves, some were weeping, some were kneeling down while some cried. A particular grave caught my attention and I stood and stared at it until I heard the a shutter sound. I turned and realised I was being photographed. "Isn't that the supermodel, Sloane?" I heard some one ask and I swore under my breath. Oh no! I couldn't afford to be seen by more people for it could create another scandal. I immediately turned on my heel and made to scurry away but I bumped into someone.

he said curtly before walking off without any hesitation. All the color drained out of Ivy's face. She had schemed so hard to marry into the Dixon family, and she'd been just one step away before everything came collapsing around her. As she trembled with rage, she glared murderously at Michael. The very next second, she let out a shriek and started clawing at him. "So what if I seduced other guys? Do you think you're so rich? You were also trying to trick a woman into giving you her money, but you failed!

Just when I thought things could temporarily come to an end, a new crisis swept in as I had never expected. That very night, a maliciously edited video began spreading wildly online. In the video, I looked ferocious, forcibly pouring an unidentified liquid into the mouth of a pitiful pregnant woman. The pregnant woman struggled desperately, only to be violently dragged by me into a dark room. The video was paired with a headline: [Shocking Scandal! Renowned OB-GYN, Saint World’s Quinn Carter Forces Pregnant Woman to Drink Talisman Water—Brutal Methods, Total Collapse of Medical Ethics!]