Cj Perry Leak Novels & Stories

Jamie looked at them and then at me, quickly bringing out her phone. "Daughter of Jamie Sinclair, Doris Rodriguez's threesome sex video leaked." I read out loud, my eyes never leaving Jamie's eyes. Jamie's leg wobbled as she quickly found herself a seat, her eyes glued to the screen before letting out a loud scream. "What the fuckkkkkk"

I wanted to work on some upcoming assignments that are due at the start of next week, but I can't focus, not when I'm too concerned with the sudden pack meeting; I'm sure it's about the vampire Perry saw last night. By the grace of God, Perry didn't let the truth slip — or, at least, his truth — when Mom worriedly examined his bandaged hand and while Dad fired off every question that could possibly come to mind: Where did you fall? What were you doing — jumping off the porch rail like I said not to? Are you sure he shouldn't see a doctor? Why were you playing outside in the dark? Perry's a more seasoned liar than I thought he was — and all to protect his future ghost-hunting internet career.

I called Lucia first. “Where the hell have you been?” she barked as soon as she picked up. “Please tell me you haven’t seen the news.” My stomach dropped. “What news?” “Check the university forum. The whole design department’s blowing up.” I hung up and opened the browser. There it was. Front page of the unofficial campus site: “Leaked Emails Suggest Perez Got Ahead by Sleeping With Her Mentor.” My face. Jeff’s name. A screenshot of a fabricated email chain.

A female reporter speaks quickly. “Billionaire CEO Percy has reportedly reunited with his new lover Lyssa after her shocking hospital admission earlier this morning. Anonymous sources claim the incident may involve someone connected to Percy’s past relationship history—” “Oh my God,” Anita mutters. More reporters appear outside the hospital on the screen. Camera flashes everywhere. Crowds gathering. Security trying to block entrances. My jaw clenches immediately. Someone leaked everything. Again. Lyssa notices my expression. “Percy…” I already know who leaked it. Claire.

Her voice was frosty. “I’m… I’m sorry. Can you get it retracted?” “Yes, Lester pulled the digital story about ten minutes ago. Did you get my email?” “No I didn’t get your… whatever. Thank you.” “You know, I’m going to have to tell Jason about this.” “Can’t we just… keep it between us? Please?” “I’m not sure why you want to keep that out of the news, Perrin. It’s good promotion for the pack.” I heard her clicking at her laptop with her long, manicured fingernails.

With that, Jay continued, "Zoe and I have come to issue a direct response regarding a recent leak. We will answer all questions concerned, but before that, I must explain the specific circumstances of our marriage. And for that, I ask for the room to stay calm." The room became even more silent at his words—even the overexcited journalists had to stop themselves from saying what was on the tip of their tongues and wait for them to speak. Jay inhaled deeply and said, "The information of the leaks is true." The room erupted into an uproar, and the journalists were eager to pester him with questions.

Jerry chuckles, then continues, “Since when did you begin to find boring things intriguing? “Are you trying to impress her?” “Am I wh.. Jer..” “Well, the private investigator reached out to me.” Jerry cuts in with a huge smirk. “The one you’re sleeping with,” I clap back. A small laugh escapes him and I continue, “Okay… so what’s the news?” He sighs. “Nothing much, just that she’s closer to discovering the source of the leak than before. The people in charge are professionals. Let’s just let them handle it.”

Jax reached for the phone groggily, squinting against the early light slanting through the blinds. He opened the Stormbreakers internal group chat first. **Tyler:** HOLY SHIT. HARLS. CHECK X RIGHT NOW. **Reyes:** Someone posted pics. Clinic hallway. Tunnel footage. You and Kane. **Tyler:** It’s everywhere. They’re calling it “rival mates scandal.” Trending #1 in hockey. **Anonymous:** League already leaking probation details. Suspension talks starting. Jax sat up fast. Sheets pooled around his hips. Ronan stirred, blinking awake, voice thick with sleep.

I barely got the words out. Jaxon walked into the living room, towel around his neck from his morning shower, and froze when he saw the screen. “Oh, for f—” He dropped the towel and snatched the remote. “What channel is this?” “It’s on all of them,” I said numbly, swiping through my phone. “Someone leaked my name. And yours.” He cursed again, sharp and low. “This wasn’t supposed to go public. You’re not a criminal. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

This sentence further solidified Judy's determination to bring justice for Ellie. The email contained a lot of information, including a video of Lillian and Amelia's conversation, revealing that Amelia was not Perona's biological daughter. Overwhelmed by the information, Judy instructed the driver to head to Kaler Group. She was eager to see Lewis. Kaler Group. Leo was reporting: "Sir, there must be someone behind the investors withdrawing their funds. After the project data was leaked, our company has faced numerous issues, and we still haven't caught the mole. The consequences could be endless."