Alita Claire Leaks Novels & Stories

Layla leaned into Julian’s side, a triumphant, predatory smirk playing on her lips. She could already imagine the headlines. 'Claire White Confesses to Malicious Slander. Layla’s Innocence Proven.' Julian signaled his assistant with a curt nod. "Play it. Let the world see the truth." The screen flickered to life. But it wasn’t a tearful video of a broken woman begging for forgiveness. Instead, the high-definition audio of a studio recording booth filled the hall.

“Alright then, Claire. Let us just see what my mother will say when she finds out that her best friend's daughter is her husband’s little whore. One call will destroy you, your career, and even your own mother’s image. Is that what you want?” Claire took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure, but she was miserably failing at it. She was trembling and sweating. “One thing has nothing to do with the other, Marylyn. Please?” It didn’t? “But it is, Claire, so choose!” She blinked and breathed for long moments before speaking through gritted teeth. “Even if I wanted to help, the records are sealed. Only Dr. Aldrich or Leylla herself can authorize their release. That is the truth.”

“This is who I am.” “I know that now,” I said, maintaining my calm. “Why did you make everyone believe it was your sister?” Alana scoffed. “I never claimed it was her.” She jumped off the bed and stalked toward us. “When the photos first leaked, Mom assumed it was Ari, and I didn’t correct it.” Her free hand waved at her mother, and she took another drag. “You fooled us all.” Claire sobbed. “You dirty whore.” “Shush!” Claire stepped back at her hiss. “Your sobs are sickening, Mommy. Get out of my room.”

“Luna, have a s-” “Where is it?” Leila asks him coldly, cutting him off. Clayton is taken back. He was expecting something completely different to come out of her mouth. “Where is what?” He asks in a plain tone. “Don’t play dumb, the file you took from my house, hand it back,” Leila’s tone remains curt but this time a small crooked smile curls up Clayton’s lips as realisation hits him. Alpha Tatum never told her about the file, she would not be here otherwise and now she thinks it is missing, so she is just here to accuse him based on assumptions.

#RowenConfessions #TheLiarJournal #SheKnew Jason looked up from his phone. “Reddit. T*****r. TikTok. It’s everywhere.” Claire slammed her laptop shut. “We need to cut this at the source.” Cassandra rose from her chair slowly. “They got into my past.” “They stole your past,” Ethan said firmly. “No,” she whispered. “They’re using the parts I was too scared to throw away.” For hours, the team worked in silence. Claire passed the leaked file to a cyber investigator. Jason began sifting metadata from the journal scans. Ethan sat beside Cassandra, who stared into nothing, blank, like part of her had been stripped away.

I pull my attention away from Mom and hurriedly search through my purse until my fingers wrap around my phone. Unknown Number. A knot forms instantly in my stomach. I answer the call and lift the phone to my ear. “Hello?” “Hello, ma’am.” A rushed voice comes from the other end. “This is Anita. Your new PA? Something about you just came up on the news… and it’s bad.” My grip tightens around the phone. “What are you talking about?” “Someone leaked videos from the anniversary party online.” The voice lowers nervously. “The clips are everywhere right now.”

“Right. Get it postponed to 2pm. I’m not adequately prepared.” “But the scent is ready already. What are we waiting for?” “Me. You’re waiting for me. Do as I ask will you? Anything else?” Anita sighed. “Yes. Fiona figured out who were the trolls leaking sensitive information regarding your relationship with Lorenzo.” “And ? Who is it?” She asked. Anita sighed. “Leila.” Natalie rolled her eyes. “You have to be kidding me.” “Apparently she and her friends created fake accounts and were the source of everything online found about you.”

Cassandra argued. "Edie, are you there? Say something?" Sienna screeched. "I mean, you're going to have to give me a little more. Is it true Liam's seeing a therapist? Sure Claire has photos of him leaving Medical Mews and stuff, but there are tons of doctors in that building. But she swears, of course, she has an informant, and she plans to drop some serious receipts over the next few weeks. They're already calling it the 'Liam Leaks' and 'Liam Gate' at the office."

"Grown or not. You are still my brother and family. Family don't keep secrets. Tell me what's up. Why are you shutting me out?" Alaric clutched his head and banged it on the steering wheel twice. Then he raised it and looked at me sideways. "Maybe you need to mind your business, sis." "And tell you mine?" I chuckled, seeing as he gave me the full weight of his stare. "You can't blackmail me with calling Dad anymore. I have your phone secured," I said while rubbing my chest, "right here." His eyes glanced at my chest for a second. Seeing as he looked away, I continued, "Except you want to dip your hand in and take it."

He wants to affirm it but he also wants Claire to know this in a much better way. "I am sorry Alarick but she needs to know this. I do not want her to be surprised too but I also do not want her to continue to slander me." Luna expresses her apologies to Alarick who is now as pale as someone who just saw a ghost. "Do you think I would believe that? You are just making up excuses. Who would believe in your nonsense Chandra?" Claire is still immovable with what she initially believes.