The Christie Affair Novels & Stories

“Is your relationship with Ms. Cruz over because of this scandal?” Christian raised a hand, his voice calm but commanding. “The pregnancy claim is false. I have never been romantically or physically involved with Sophia Laurent. Independent tests are being conducted as we speak. We will release the results when they are available. In the meantime, I ask for patience and respect for my privacy.”

My heart pounded in my chest with each step we took, she opened the door slowly and pushed me to the front of his desk. "Gabriella?" His gaze met mine and went up to hers. "Agatha, what's going on?" He asked, standing up from his chair as she moved forward. "Don't you think I should be asking you that question?" She said, grabbing my hair and making me look at him. "Now explain this!" She threw a paper on the table and when I looked at it, I froze in place. It contained a screenshot of my transaction to the hospital, the ten million dollars surgery file and another transaction sent to my account from Alex Vaughn's personal account. Pictures of my whole life, family childhood photos, friends

But as she looked at the photos, she knew nothing would ever be the same again. “Good morning, and welcome to our morning broadcast,” the news anchor said, her voice sharp as glass. “Breaking news: Clara Davenport, wife of Julian Davenport, CEO of Davenport Industries, has been embroiled in a scandalous affair with Adrian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises and longtime rival of Julian. Pictures surfaced early this morning showing Clara entering and exiting Blackwood’s penthouse apartment. Sources close to the couple confirm the affair has been ongoing for months.” The screen cut to a blurry image of Clara in sunglasses and a hoodie, her face partially obscured as she slipped into Adrian

? To Damien?"Christy's expression remained unapologetic. "I didn't do it to you, Seraphina. I did it with Damien. And he's the one who needs to take responsibility for his actions."Christy's gaze never wavered as she began to explain. "Damien and I met at a conference last year. We had a drink, talked, and... one thing led to another. It was a mistake, a lapse in judgment, but it happened. And now, I'm carrying his child."Seraphina's face felt like it was on fire, her mind reeling with the implications. "How long did this... affair go on for?"Christy's voice was calm, detached. "It wasn't an affair, Seraphina. It was a one-night stand. A mistake. But Damien and I have stayed in touch, mostly

He doesn't look happy. "Hmmm….we need to talk." He just says after sighing deeply. "Honey what's wrong?" Claire asks her husband as he looks worried. "What's it?" Claire asks him again as they go to a corner away from the girls. "What did the doctor say? Please tell me, you are keeping me worried." She adds again. "Anita is…is…hmm…I don't know how to say this." Weston keeps sighing as he rubs his face and bit his lower lips over and over again which scares his wife as he touches his arm.

They were all clamouring for my attention, throwing questions at me. I felt a wave of panic wash over me, but I tried to stay calm. "Please, just give me some space," I pleaded, raising my hands to try to calm the crowd. But they were relentless, their questions growing more insistent. "Ms. Brooks, is it true that you're having an affair with a married man?" one of the reporters shouted and my eyes widened.

I say, feeling the first finger of dread slide down my spine. “Celine Dontellar, visitor from Creed pack, you are under arrest, effective immediately, on charges of betrayal of pack secrets. Rot in prison, traitor.”

I shed uncontrollable tears as the office tried to lead me out of the the house. "Officer there is a huge misunderstanding. I mean she would never try to steal. Camilla is not the culprit" Nicholas firmly said, holding onto officer Tristan's hand. Officer Tristan yanked his hand away from Nicholas' grip and shot him a smouldering look. "But the purse was found in her room" "She could have been framed. Maybe somebody put in there" Braden interceeded for me. My teary orbs grew swollen and so reddened. I could barely even see as the tears obstructed and blurred my vision.

"What is what Sara? Please don't tell me you're going to marry a man like Liam Khan?" I get this weird feeling every time I hear someone call his name, Liam Khan, there's a little dose of Power attached to it, it's crazy but who wouldn't want to be associated with a man like him. "And if I say yes, what will you do?" I ran a check on him as he pulled a step backward. "Nothing Sara but I warn you, Liam Khan is not to be trusted". Christain quietly walked out of the room, as he made sure his words sank through my head, "urgh! Drama king?". I frowned going back to the leaving room.