Novel & Cerita The Christie Affair

Mysterious. “Okay. I’ll do it right now,” Ron said respectfully and turned on the car radio after Mr. Mysterious said something. Then the host’s clear voice came from the sound system. “Recently, the news that the president of Hans International Corporation, Cristofer, and a woman was caught doing something indecent in a clothing store fitting room has hit the headlines. Just now, the entertainment media reported more shocking news. The woman with Cristofer is a person full of stories of affairs. Seven years ago, she was photographed spending a night in a hotel with the president of Livin Real Estate Group, Jack. In June of the same year, she was photographed walking on the street hand in ha

He bowed again, apologizing over and over. Damien let out a deep breath and walked back into his office. Mr Chris followed behind him, still pressing. “How did things get this serious?” Mr Chris asked carefully, then leaned in, lowering his voice. “Is it true……your affair with Miss Elena? I swear, when I heard it this morning, I said no wayyyy…..Mr. Hughston isn’t that kind of man, he knows his place, he wouldn’t dare…” Mr Chris kept rambling, desperate for an answer until Damien who was now seated at his desk, lifted his eyes. The dead look he gave was enough to silence Mr Chris at once..

"What did you just say?" Finnick had disbelief written all over his face. But the moment his eyes dropped to the documents scattered across the floor, his eyes widened, and the color drained from his face. Every page was irrefutable proof of his affair, but he still tried to cling to a last excuse, his voice trembling as he said, "Honey, just listen to me. This is all a misunderstanding. She came onto me, and I had a moment of weakness—" "A moment of weakness?"

Despite the odds, our love led us to marriage, simply because Reese loved me enough. "That plain Lucy, aside from her looks, has nothing to offer Reese." "Reese, with your status, you should be marrying a corporate heiress!" Such doubts and whispers couldn't deter Reese and me from our commitment, until his childhood friend returned from studying abroad. When Reese's close friends started calling Erica his girlfriend, I realized their ambiguous relationship had spanned over a decade. "How could you marry someone else behind my back?" Erica had stormed into our wedding, pointing fingers and causing a scene.

Rodriguez smiled, which was more unusual still. "Elizabeth," she said. "Please. Sit." I sat. The chair was cold through my thin blouse. "We received an anonymous tip last night," Mr. Chen began. He was a careful man, precise in his speech, and I watched his mouth form each word with the fascination of the condemned. "Regarding your recent contract negotiations. Specifically, regarding an attempt to sabotage your work through external interference." I stopped breathing.

She said after a while. “Oh, that? Drew’s aware already, I showed him the photos you sent to me and he wasn’t surprised one bit. He said he’s always known they were having an affair secretly, he even caught them once at his pent house fucking.” I said. “Jezz!” She gasped, covering her mouth with her hands. “You can’t be serious.” “I am.” I replied. “That’s serious, when does he plan to confront them?” She asked. “I don’t think he wants to do that, he’s just going to let them have their way till whenever they are willing to come clean with everything. Peter is married already and has kids, I wondered what Melissa was thinking or probably he didn’t inform her.” I answered.

“I don’t know what you mean. I’ve told the detectives everything I know. I —” “Stop,” Christian cut her off, his voice low but firm. He leaned closer, his sharp eyes boring into hers. “Let’s not waste time. I know about your affair with Robert Petty.” The colour drained from her face. Christian pressed on, his tone laced with mock sympathy. “It must be difficult, juggling secrets like this. I can only imagine how Margaret would feel if she found out her husband has been sneaking around with someone she once trusted. The betrayal would crush her, don’t you think?”

" I asked, my voice trembling. I was highly cognizant of the solid and unyielding presence of Seth beside me, but inside, I was unraveling. Anne took another step closer, her eyes narrowing. "Noah told me everything, Christie," she said, her voice cold. "About your affair. About how you-" She caught herself, as though the weight of her words crushed down on her, shattering her voice. "About how you betrayed me. My throat constricted and my heart raced. "Anne, no-" I tried to say, but she cut me off. "Don't even try to deny it," she snapped. "Noah showed me everything. The texts, the photos… How could you do this to me? To your own sister?

I said slowly, “then why can’t Matteo just show proof to the court and keep Sophia safe?” “That’s the problem,” Mira replied. “Stacy’s record is clean. Squeaky clean. If a background check is done on both of them, it will come out in Stacy’s favor. Matteo made a lot of questionable choices while searching for Sophia. Desperation does that to people.” “Oh,” I whispered. “That’s going to be a problem.” The car finally pulled in front of the Rinaldi mansion. Before I could step out, Mira reached for my hand.

Leroy reluctantly added, "Well, it's not like I'm against it. If Andrew comes back and gets together with Christie, plus gives me that G-Wagon of his, I'll grudgingly accept him as my brother-in-law!" Christina shook her head coldly. "You're all thinking too much. I'm not going there to apologize, and I'm definitely not begging him. I'm just going to let him know that people with more power and better opportunities are trying to recruit me. If he doesn't grab this chance, then I will go straight to Quinton's side." Irene stared at her, stunned. "Christie, what's the point of all this? Are you really not willing to let go of your pride? Not willing to drop your arrogance?"