Novel & Cerita Callie Murphy Leaks

She pulled her hands up and down to indicate breathing up and down and Ivy followed suit. Slowly, Ivy regained her senses and voice. "My phone," She opened her bag and brought out her phone. Instantly, she was already reading the news headline. "Sex tape leaked: BILLIONAIRE DILLON LONG HAVING A HEATED SEX WITH ACTRESS MIRABEL," Her phone fell from her hands as soon as she read the headline.

They'd found her. The siege was starting again. At midnight, Sarah's phone rang. She answered, listened, then turned pale. "What?" Maeve asked. "That was Marcus. Someone leaked Carter's sealed divorce records from Elizabeth. The whole story, the NDA, the payout, the allegations of controlling behavior." Sarah's voice was grim. "It's going to be front page tomorrow. Right alongside your interview." "Who leaked it?" "Does it matter? The damage is done." Sarah showed her phone. The headline was already live online.

The sound cut through the moment instantly. I stepped back. Annoyance flashed through me before I even looked at the screen. Adrian. I answered immediately. “What happened?” His voice was serious. Too serious. “Declan.” I straightened. “What?” A pause. “Someone leaked confidential information about Milly to the press.” Everything inside me went cold. “What information?” Another silence. And I already knew I wasn’t going to like the answer. “Her past.” My grip tightened around the phone. “Send me everything.”

I watched from the sidelines, heart racing. Alexander’s gaze locked onto the cameras. “We will not crumble. We will not bow. And we will never be owned.” The questions started, chaos breaking loose. And then, the assistant rushed up to me. Her voice was tight, urgent. “Leila… you need to see this.” I turned, my stomach twisting. She held up a phone. And on the screen? A breaking news alert. My breath stalled. A leaked recording. A voice I recognized. Marcus Calloway.

And beneath that there were blurred company watermarks, partial documents, and insider testimonies all splashed across web pages and social media. The leak was vague, but far more detailed than the previous. And even though nothing had been fully proven yet, what had emerged was enough to cause a nationwide uproar. And indeed it was already doing that. Grandmother Hayes had been in the conservatory when Emmet came rushing in with the info. She had not needed more than three glances at the screen before her cup slipped and shattered on the tiled floor. Now, barely an hour later, she was pacing the drawing room, holding onto her own tablet one moment and pulling it forward in the next one, try

"Sometimes the better story wins even if it's false." "Not this time," Callum said firmly. "We won't let it." I wanted to believe him but fear had settled deep in my chest and wouldn't let go. That evening, I was scrolling through news coverage when I saw it. Someone had leaked photos of Callum and me from months ago. From the charity gala, from the investor dinner, from various public appearances when our engagement was still fake. The photos were being compared side by side with recent ones. In the old images, our body language was clearly distant and contractual.

" Calla shook her head. She was tired of explaining. She had wanted to get revenge on Grayson, but her plan had only been to leave him drowning in debt. She never imagined Maeve would go so far as to leak her own intimate photo just to frame her. That level of ruthlessness was truly astonishing. "I've already explained what really happened. I've even provided evidence. You just refuse to believe me. I've realized now that no matter what I say or what proof I show you, you'll never believe me.

87 missed calls. 14 voicemails. Hundreds of texts. From my manager. My publicist. My assistant. Even my mother, which meant someone had really messed up. I didn’t even have time to open my socials before Julian walked into the room, phone in hand, face pale. “Ethan,” he said, voice tight. “Someone leaked it.” My stomach dropped. “Leaked what?” He turned his screen toward me. A photo. Grainy, but clear enough. Me. Him. Tangled in his sheets. My face soft. His hand on my jaw.

There was nothing she could do about it. I shook off the thought, scrolled the page, and read the article further. “It didn’t say anything about the rest of our proposal.” “The figure isn’t even accurate. You know it’s not just ten billion. But if this came out to the public, the other details might.” “Who do you think leaked this?” “Could be an insider. This isn’t a major problem for now, but I’ll call Sue to prevent anything else from coming out. Is there anything else?” Carter asked Billy.

See you there. Leila keeps thinking if we're able to ask the guard to go out. But I guess he can't say no to me cause I'm the top 1 in the highest ranking. He should be saying yes to me, or else tomorrow morning, he's not going on duty here at Calvorie University. I saw the both of them waiting for me at the entrance of the lobby. Leila is wearing a shirt and shorts also. While oly is wearing simple jeans and a hoodie.