Novel & Cerita Alita Claire Leaks

"My phone is exploding. The New York Post, Bloomberg, Vogue... Vennessa, they leaked the entire thing. Page fourteen is trending number one globally on T*****r." ​Vennessa sank into the cushions, pulling her knees to her chest as a fresh wave of exhaustion threatened to pull her under. "It was Claire," she whispered, her voice cracked and hollow. "Claire found out, or she helped someone leak it. But Lily... that's not even the worst part." ​"What could possibly be worse than the entire world knowing your marriage is a five-million-dollar PR stunt?" Lily asked, sitting down beside her and handing her the warm mug of tea.

“It’s Emily.” She answered, putting the call on speaker. “Claire, you won’t believe this. Mirabel is trending.” Emily’s voice was frantic, almost breathless. “What?” Claire frowned. “Someone leaked everything,” Emily continued. “Her real name, her date of birth, where she works, her entire history—it’s all over the internet. People are tearing her apart.” I exchanged a glance with Claire, who looked as stunned as I felt. “It wasn’t us,” I said quickly. “The files are still here.”

’ Within half an hour, someone had brought the food over to them. As they were eating, Aaron suddenly walked in. “Mr. Burt, the investigation is complete. The one who leaked it was Luna White.” Danielle looked over at Aaron. “Luna? Hasn’t her condition just stabilized in the hospital?” Aaron said with a serious face. “That is true, but the news did state that the leak was provided in her name.” Danielle put down her chopsticks in a fit of rage. “Does this girl have a screw loose in her brain? I wasn’t the one behind the leaks about her fooling around. Why did she have to use her brother as material to target me?”

“She is my Fated Mate, and our bond is stronger than any other betrothal or promise or political move could ever be.” I didn’t wait for her reply, but stormed out of the room. One of my Betas was waiting in the hallway, a stern look on his face. “Sir?” “What is it, Dano?” I said impatiently. “We know who leaked the photo of Luna Elena and Adler.” I froze where I stood. “It came from Tiffany.”

Her chest tightened, heat and ice colliding under her skin. She approached. “Why are you here?” He offered a faint smile, the kind that hinted at more than he said. “Investment scouting. And maybe… checking in.” “On me?” “On the mess orbiting you. You’re not the only name drawing headlines.” She didn’t respond. She didn’t need to. They both knew the game. The next morning, chaos found her. Twenty missed calls from Clara. A flood of news alerts. An anonymous leak had detonated in the Kenyan press overnight:

“Claire did you take those pictures?” She let out a long and annoying laughter “ trust me, I did not. I am not weak to hide under an anonymous account to leak photos online. That’s not Claire’s style. Hailey, you’d be shocked to know who’s behind those fake accounts. I know who it is, but I’m never telling you”… Before I could utter another word, she leaves in a huff with Diana. I was struck by Claire’s revelation and for some reason, I believed her. “Don’t pay minds to Claire” Emily said as she put the last of my things in the box.

She didn't have Julian’s code or Elara’s medical degree, but she had something else: a mastery of social perception. ​She walked into the library where Liam and Elara were now sitting, looking at the news reports already beginning to surface about "The Sterling Heir in Public School." ​"You're handling this all wrong," Clara said, her voice cool and confident. ​Liam raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And how would the 'Why' authority handle a global media leak?"

“It’ll work out, Rae. Fingers crossed.” Before I could respond, Amelia one of Claire’s friends came over. Her eyes were sparkling like she had some big news. “Oh my gosh,” she whispered dramatically, leaning close, “who would’ve guessed you were having an affair with a hot billionaire?” My stomach dropped. “Wait… what?” Claire tilted her head. “An affair? With who?” Amelia waved her phone. “You’re all over the internet. Haven’t you seen? Look!” I grabbed her phone, heart pounding. There I was leaving Lucio’s house, waiting for an Uber, stepping outside like any normal girl but the headline screamed

"Why would I scream?" "Because Vanessa Hart just leaked your entire financial history online." Talia blinked. "What?" Mia shoved the phone in her face. TALIA JAMES: BILLIONAIRE'S BABY MAMA OR GOLD DIGGER? Screenshots of old rent invoices. A cropped image of Talia's apartment eviction notice from over a year ago. A highlighted portion of a bank account summary that screamed -$187.92. Talia slowly sat down. Luna whimpered. Zane began crying from the next room.

She didn’t. “Claire…” I leaned forward, lowering my voice. “I had to follow due process. But I’ve done my own investigation. And I know for a fact now that you’re innocent. It wasn’t you who leaked the drug data. It was Nicole. She’s the traitor. And those pictures? The ones with you and Ridgeway Biotech executives? Fake. Every single one of them.” Slowly, she raised her hands to her face as tears slipped down her cheeks. My chest clenched at the sight.