Novel & Cerita Sister Scandal

It was apparent that blaming my sister wasn’t going to help solve her problems or get her out of the mess she was in—a mess that clearly involved me too, in some way or another. Slowly but surely, my sister nodded her head to confirm my suspicion. Her secret was out, and it was just a matter of time before this scandalous news would spread like wildfire. I didn’t even want to imagine what would happen, and I was certain that Diana was having a hard time processing the true implications and cost of her actions. “Why go through so much and take on so much risk just for one man?” I snapped at her before letting out a loud sigh.

"You… You really were reborn! I know that you only chose Seth out of defiance. You're going to regret it!" I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how radiant I was. I said coldly, "Regret? Why would I regret it? "Andon, know your place. I'm your sister-in-law now, and if you keep being rude, I'll tell your older brother so that he can teach you how to behave." Andon was rendered speechless. He could not do anything except lower his voice and say threateningly, "Do you think you have an advantage over me because you're with Seth?

Her blood ran cold. Trending at number one, with dozens of articles and videos, were headlines that made her stomach lurch: "The Hayes Heiress Betrays Sister, Seduces Fiancé's Uncle in Shocking Scandal!" "Evelyn Hayes: The Mastermind Behind a Twisted Love Triangle?" "From Fiancée to Aunt: The Vicious Plot That Rocked High Society!" "Maya Hayes Heartbreaking Plea—Forgiveness for Her 'Lost' Sister!"

"Fine. I'll apologize." Thousands of viewers flooded the livestream in seconds. I took a deep breath. My voice was shaking. "My name is Jennifer Rocher. I admit here and now that I have harmed my daughter, Ellie, as well as Lydia Winston. I sincerely apologize to both of them." Lydia dabbed at her dry eyes. "Jennifer, I don't blame you. I will raise Ellie well. Harvey says she looks just like me. Maybe that's fate—maybe we were always meant to be mother and daughter."

I cried. Brian stared at me with a frown. "And what are you talking about?" He asked. "I'm talking about what you did to Nelly years back!, You slept with her and took her virginity! "I yelled at him. Brian's face flashed with equal anger. "I remember that." I was astonished. "You.... What?" "Yes. I was drunk. But your sister took advantage of me too.... She's dead but she's still causing trouble! Get hold of yourself, Kelly! " Brian scolded me.

She and her disgusting lawyers. What a fool she’d been. For several years she’d watched Louella interact with her team of lawyers and heard the rumors that she was paying them with more than money. Because she knew her sister to be promiscuous to the point of earning the label of nymphomaniac in her eyes, she not only believed the rumors, but she confronted Louella about them. It earned her a slap so hard across the face that she carried the remnants of it for several days, along with a warning to mind her own business.

“She’s been… strange lately.” I forced a laugh. “No, not at all. Maybe she’s just stressed. You know how she gets.” It was a weak excuse, but she accepted it. Or maybe she wanted to believe it. The thought of her sister and her fiancé sharing a secret that could destroy her — no, she couldn’t even begin to imagine it. And yet, the more I tried to pretend, the more the truth gnawed at me.

I went on to tell the female police officer about how Vivian barged into our room on our wedding night, insisting on sleeping with Zachary, how she guilt-tripped Zachary into leaving when I was sick in the hospital, and how she would threaten to end her life whenever Zachary and I were on a date. For three entire years, I backed down time and again, only for Vivian to grow increasingly bold and outrageous. I informed the police officer about how I accidentally overheard Zachary's conversation with Vivian, which was how I learned that she wasn't actually his younger sister but rather his ex-wife.

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.

he pointed, "— I went to choose it with her. It just ended up on your hand." My tears hit the floor. Mom rushed the steps and grabbed Vivien's wrist. Her voice shook. "Have you lost your mind? She's your sister." Vivien pulled her hand away and let out a short, cold laugh. "Sister? She took my life from me for twenty-six years, Mom. I'm just taking it back." "Don't forget — she was the baby the hospital handed to the wrong family. She's the impostor." Vivien's words dug in, clean as a blade.