Novel & Cerita The Deposed Empress's Scandal

Satisfied about what she was sobbing about, the two maids gently tiptoed away and tucked in a corner. “I so much pity her. Don’t you think Princess Imelda’s predicament could be man-made? I mean someone somewhere must have stopped her form getting pregnant…” “If there is someone then it must be that her covetous sister, Emily. She has been up to ruin of late so I won’t be surprised if she is behind it,” one of the maids whispered and stared around before adding, “Have you taken time to study one of her twin children, especially Cassandra?” The other tossed her head. “No, what did you discover?” she whispered. “Come on tell me I am all ears,” she glanced around before peering at her.

She had just gotten out of a marriage with the Second Prince but was being sought after for the First. Just then, high-pitched squealing came from the marital chambers. The Emperor smiled as the Empress and Hana blushed profoundly, knowing the act of marriage was finally being performed. The twin princesses also placed their hands up to their mouths to contain their embarrassment. The Head Master frowned as the squealing was familiar to his ears as he had numerously attended the slaughtering of the hogs for the Sect. The First Prince sat there unmoved by the sounds and only had an evil grin, knowing his second brother’s downfall by the assassin’s hands was close.

One of the officials stood up from his seat, cleared his throat, and explained, “Years ago, the Empress had a father, her father was the former Prime Minister of Lhuxia Empire. He was known strong and truly admirable. However, he deceived Official Zhulm to revolting but fortunately Official Zhulm got away and reported to the former Emperor right away. He reported it on time but such a waste that Official Vanhi, the former Prime Minister, had another plan and tried to overthrow the former Emperor. His Majesty, the current emperor, was a Crown Prince in the past and was battling with another neighboring empire which was a great time for Official Vanhi to create a fuss and he did. Many of our p

People she once called friends were reposting the scandal with captions like ‘Never expected this from her. Her hand shook as she turned the phone off completely. She wanted to disappear. Across the city, in a glass-walled penthouse overlooking the Thames, Roy Sinclair nursed a cup of black coffee, scrolling through his phone with a grim expression. “Mate, you’re trending everywhere,” his friend Aaron said from the couch, smirking. “Not the kind of PR you like, huh? ‘Mystery Billionaire Spends Night with Bride-to-Be.’ Classic.” Roy shot him a sharp glare. “It’s not funny.”

We must have been so deeply in love. The very thought of it was sickening. She was like a parasite, devouring what used to be a happy life. I removed my SIM card and flushed it down the toilet. Afterward, I soaked in the bathtub, feeling an overwhelming sense of relief. It was all finally coming to an end. The next morning, I was woken by Suzy knocking at the door. My company had gone public, and shares were skyrocketing. Suzy had brought a big cake to celebrate, insisting I try a few bites.

Hang Gari stuttered, this time not only surprising the religious leader but also Duke Gree, Amanda, and Princess Hera, who were in the room. 'I become an empress?' Amanda clutched her dress. 'I am already grateful to be by the side of the Lord, and Max is being treated well, but becoming an empress feels excessive,' thought Amanda, not expecting this command from Illarion today. "She is a traitor," said Hang Gari, shaking his head. "The people saw her hanged in the town square, accused of poisoning the previous Emperor. I don't know what happened to this woman, but it clearly goes against the rules of society and religion."

A plot twist she hadn't expected, but one she was ready for. "So, Julian wants to go to war?" she whispered. "Tell the legal team to prepare the 'Apocalypse File.' If he wants to see how deep the Everett shadow goes, I’ll show him." She walked back to her desk and picked up her phone. There was a new message from an unknown number. It was a photo of her entering her private apartment building. Attached was a single line of text: The Empress has a beautiful home. It would be a shame if something happened to the 'secret' she left there.

Instead, Emilia Ashford was accused of diverting them for her own benefit. Selene pressed a hand to her chest, the wild beat of her heart loud in her ears. “This is… perfect,” she muttered, almost laughing. She had planned that gala to humiliate Leona, to remind everyone that the ex-wife of Dorian was nothing compared to her. She never intended to hand over the raised money, she had already begun spending it, dripping it into her personal luxuries bit by bit. But now… now Emilia was the name tied to the scandal.

Reporters shouted her name. “That is the height of desperation… Someone like this should not be in control of the Moretti Empire. A formal review will happen soon…” I stood frozen in the penthouse, staring at the screen; my heart felt like a hollow drum… Everything has escalated beyond control. Right now we are faced with such a great scandal, baseless, without concrete evidence, and without investigation… Claudia isn’t meant to be taking any conference to admit anything. She is so quick to admit a scandal against the Moretti empire because it didn’t affect her…

** The Deveraux estate stood exactly as it always had. Untouched by time. Untouched by weakness. Aizen entered without waiting to be announced. His grandfather was already seated. Watching. “You’ve been busy,” Benedict said calmly. Not a question. Aizen didn’t sit. “State your point.” A faint smile. Sharp. Controlled. “There’s a scandal circulating,” Benedict continued. “You. A woman. Your secretary.” Aizen said nothing. “Valcor’s name is being dragged,” Benedict added. “And worse—”