Sister Scandal นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The headline screamed at me, making my blood run cold: "BOMBSHELL SCANDAL ROCKS HOLLYWOOD: Mia Martinez Ex-husband caught in Torrid Affair with her Sister, April!”

The victory barely lasted three days. I’d just begun to breathe again—just started to believe maybe the world was shifting in our favor—when the headlines hit like knives. “Maya Ramirez: Harrington’s Protected Pet?” “Anonymous Sources Claim Maya Uses Adrian Harrington’s Name for Privilege.” “School Scandal: Did Ramirez Sister Cheat Her Way In?” My phone buzzed nonstop, each alert another strike to my chest. Every article twisted the truth a little more, turning my sister—my brilliant, hardworking, stubborn little sister—into a villain they could throw stones at.

“Syquia Family Tragedy: Socialite Sister Dies in Apparent Suicide.” Maria’s breath hitched. A sister. She clicked on the link, her fingers trembling. The article was sensationalized, filled with thinly veiled accusations and speculation. Julian Syquia’s younger sister, Cassandra, had apparently fallen from the balcony of their family’s Batangas estate—the very estate he was offering her a job at. The police had ruled it a suicide, but the article hinted at a dark secret, a troubled relationship with her family, and a cloud of mystery surrounding her death. There was also a brief mention of Julian’s parents, both prominent figures in society, who had apparently retreated from public life afte

She was already devastated over what happened to Beckett, and now this scandal left her barely able to stand. "Who leaked this? Someone's obviously trying to ruin me." The general manager let out a cold snort. "You have some nerve. I already warned you not to be so reckless, but you refused to listen. You spent every day tangled up with your brother-in-law and didn't even bother hiding it in public. Didn't you say no one would find out he was your brother-in-law? "Now look how fast people dug it up. How could you be so careless?" Her sister had married Mason less than a year before she died. Vanessa truly never expected anyone to uncover Mason's identity.

"Em, I had no idea—" "Neither did I. But now it's all over the news, and because of your connection to Christopher, reporters are calling it a scandal. They're saying things like 'Billionaire's Sister-in-Law Married to White-Collar Criminal' and speculating about whether you knew, whether Christopher knew, whether this whole thing is some kind of elaborate cover-up." Horror washed over me. "Emily, I'm so sorry. This is my fault. If I hadn't married Christopher, if we hadn't gone public—"

Charles yelled, his frustration evident, but then he brought down his voice as he continued, “such a scandal can easily be handled if your sister was the one under scrutiny, but it is you, Megan, you are the wife of the freaking CEO of a multi-million-dollar enterprise. We can’t afford any scandals.” I scoffed. “Says the king of scandals. Please Charles, spare me that bloody narrative. I don’t care what your dad says; I would rather be called a slut than let my sister be called names by people who have never spent an hour with her.”

He chuckled, earning sharp glares from everyone around him. Nic hesitated, his voice low. “D… I guess you haven’t seen the articles. It’s everywhere. She’s ruined. Videos of her threatening colleagues, torturing juniors, sleeping with sponsors, canceling contracts to push herself forward… dozens of models and sponsors have come forward with statements. It’s horrible. She has no future now. If she shows her face in public, they’ll tear her apart.” Alex nodded grimly. “And don’t forget the financial fraud. Even your sister’s been dragged into it — she’s still in custody. That’s why your parents are furious. Maybe this could be your chance to finally get rid of her from your life forever.”

My voice cracked. "You need to tell us everything ?" Madden said, visibly upset. I shook my head. "Not now. Later. I promise. But first…" I pulled out the photograph of Alice in the lake. The warning on the back. The napkin. "Someone killed my sister. Someone left these warnings. Someone has been watching me since the day I arrived." Ashley stared at the evidence. Tears welled in her eyes. "Why didn't you tell us?" "Because I didn't know if I could trust you."

He looked down at Benjamin from above as if looking at a defeated stray, his eyes full of mockery. "Oh, I forgot to mention. Your sister's scandal is exposed, and she's permanently banned. As for your mother, her video from back when she was a mistress has surfaced. Everyone is shunning her. If I'm not mistaken, she also has a death on her record. The trials for that are coming up." Susan's video was exposed at a socialite gathering in Pamore. The women present were shocked and began to gossip about who was behind it. Just then, Hestia entered, wearing a luxurious and casual-styled dress.

"But enough about that disaster. I wanted to finalise the partnership proposal in more detail. Do you have a few minutes?" And just like that, I was back to playing my role, discussing business opportunities and investment potentials while across the room, my sister dealt with her furious husband and his cake-covered almost-mistress. This was either going to be the best family story we ever told, or the scandal that destroyed everything. Possibly both.