The Disgraced Novelas e Histórias

“Unfortunately, you no longer have that opportunity.” Seeing that I remained unmoved, Mom dropped to the ground and began wailing. “My life is so miserable. God, how could you treat me like this? That man abandoned me, and now even my daughter doesn’t want me!” “Enough, Mary. You went too far today. Family matters should be kept private. It was just a door lock. Did you really have to humiliate Mom in front of so many people? Don’t forget what you did at the birthday party, too. You disappeared without leaving a word. All the relatives were laughing at us,” Jessie said angrily while stamping her foot. She demanded that I apologize to Mom.

I took my eyes off it and did as though I'd not seen it. She looked up at me. Meemah Dutse. "News reaching us says that this morning social commentator and blogger, Ahmadu Yar-Gombe, was charged to court on a three count charge of Slander, purposeful slander and maligned hate and slander with intention to incite others. Is this true?" I shook my head, trying to recollect if I'd heard any news about the man who had called me promiscuous and lascivious on national television getting arrested.

I was speechless and remained bent over. "His disgrace is also a huge disgrace to his family's name. And with that, he'll lose his credibility. He will provoke the Gunningworths because of the embarrassment he has caused to their name. It will soon lead to their conglomerate's downfall. When that happens, we'll take out all their stench. They'll surely beg with bended knees for your forgiveness. "

the linkage between the scandal-prone serviceman and the multi-billion-dollar industrial disaster is now the target of an international investigation. They knew his name. His age. His discharge. The mission. The one thing he wore around his neck like a shroud, the original shame of his life, on full display for the world to cluck over with their morning coffee. They'd even called him "disgraced.". There was no leak by accident. This was an attack. Marcus and Evelyn weren't hiding out; they were fighting back. They were going to make Sabe the news headline, the perfect patsy: the volatile, violent mercenary who broke into the noble billionaire's corporation to destroy it from the inside out.

(Lester’s POV) I sat in my office, my eyes glued to the television screen as the news anchor announced my disqualification from the upcoming elections. The words echoed in my mind, each syllable digging deeper into my pride like a blade. […as per the overwhelming request of the public, Lester Agravante has been disqualified from the election due to widespread allegations of fraud and corruption…] My jaw tightened. This is all Camilla’s doing. I know that she searched for all those people I buried in the past just to bring me down like this!

He loved going mute when I was offended, and now he needed a taste of his own medicine. “I did what I had to do,” “Do you call disgracing and abusing my name what you had to do?” He asked in unbelief. “Disgrace? You're talking about disgrace? How dare you! I'm not the one fornicating publicly with a young girl! You took advantage of her naivety, and you're still doing it! You left your wife for another! You disrespected our marital bed! You can't keep your marriage in one piece! You publicly longed for another man's woman last night. You couldn't hide your shame, but I'm the disgrace? If you want to find who's disgracing, and tarnishing our name, look in a fucking mirror!”

He was also beaten badly for theft, and one of his legs was broken. With his immune system completely destroyed, his wounds festered severely. He died of infection before he could even be repatriated. When he died, he was all alone. With his death, the charges against him for malicious transmission of disease were closed. ... As for Sofia, with her life in ruins, she ended it one silent night in the dilapidated apartment where she was hiding. There was no funeral. No mourners. The once-glorious CEO, Ms. Griffin, sank quietly into the mud of disgrace, her despised past buried with her.

Shortly after that, he lost everything, his company, reputation, and financial standing… wiped clean. I scrolled down, and my heart began to race. Tears welled up in my eyes. The Grigs have been secretly running an empire designed to bring down businesses that threatened to overshadow theirs. They’ve been known for ruining fast-growing companies. No one knows their exact identity yet, but Mr. Bean Grigs is an ex-mafia drug lord from Mexico, and rumors say he is now in New York. I shook my head. "This can’t be true." My voice caught in my throat. "Maybe it's just someone with a similar surname as James."

I see headlights and I duck. My name, Marcus Chen, is smeared across every paper, every screen. “Disgraced businessman.” “Playboy fraud.” “Criminal under investigation.” The public spits my name like it is poison. The same people who cheered for me, shook my hand, smiled for my money; they turn their backs without hesitation. Even my shareholders. Those spineless rats jumped ship the second the waters turned rough. Cowards. I spark up, even though smoking is not my thing, honestly. Still, it calms my shaky hands for a second. I inhale the burn, close my eyes, and blame the one person I know deserves it all.

They became friends because they were equally lustful. At that moment, when he saw how depressed Grady was, Maverick smiled as he said, "Master Grady, you are not tempted by the two beautiful ladies by your side. What made you so unhappy?" Grady smiled bitterly. "Let's not mention that. Just thinking about it makes me angry." What? Maverick was surprised when he heard that. "What happened? Tell me." Grady groaned; he wanted to speak but stopped. In the end, he still shared the incident with the other man. "Sh*t! It's all because of the Damien family's live-in son-in-law. I was humiliated and kicked out at Mister Cunning's private banquet today!”