Novel & Cerita Ellie The Empress Leaked

Her fingers found the rabbit’s ear and smoothed it. The man finally spoke. “We have orders to ask you about property transfers linked to Blackwell Global,” he said. “We have a few transactions that look irregular. We need to know where you got funds from, and who you spoke to in the last year.” Elara stared at him. “I don’t know what you mean. I have no funds. I left everything.” He opened the folder again. A single paper slid free. It was a printout of a transfer. The numbers were small but real. There were bank names, dates. Her name was on one line. The feeling that rose in her chest was not fear but cold.

He simply sent Rowan off with a single command. “Trace the digital upload. Now.” Fifteen minutes later, Rowan returned. “I found it. The leak came from a burner account—but the IP traces back to an address registered under Selena Vale.” Elias’s fingers drummed once against the armrest. “Selena Vale.” “Yes, sir.” “The stepmother of the competitor.” “Yes.” “And the daughter?” Rowan swallowed. “Lucinda. She’s… been pushing gossip anonymously on multiple platforms.” Elias leaned back, expression unreadable.

“It’s already war. The difference is, I’m done pretending I’m not part of it.” Elaine’s eyes searched mine, sharp and burning. “Then you’d better be ready to survive it.” I stared back. “I don’t plan on surviving even I don’t win.” The silence that followed was suffocating. Then my phone buzzed on the desk. It was a notification. Breaking: "Elder Murdered — Footage Leaked. Sources Link Elias Montgomery to Cover-Up. Rumors Circulate of Louis Durant's Involvement." My stomach plunged. My name was written there along with murder.

I could see the struggle in the small, hesitant step she took toward me, her fingers uncurling from the cuffs of the shirt. The phone on my desk vibrated, the sharp, harsh rattle breaking the stillness like a gunshot. I didn't want to answer it, but the screen was flashing with Marcus's priority code. I reached back, hitting the speaker button without taking my eyes off Ellie's face. "What is it, Marcus?" "Sir, we have a catastrophic development with the leak," Marcus's voice burst through the speaker, frantic and distorted by the digital connection. "The financial press didn't just get the debt buyout documents. The anonymous source just uploaded an audio file from the night of the signing

“You don’t hide. You walk through like the woman who owns the place — because you do.” Her chest tightened, but she nodded faintly. Security cleared a path as they entered. Inside, Lila was waiting — pale, frantic, clutching her phone like a lifeline. “Thank God you’re here,” she said, rushing toward them. “It’s everywhere, Elena. Every site, every blog. They’ve even found photos from your early exhibitions. Someone inside leaked your ownership documents.” Elena’s heart sank. “Inside?” Lila nodded grimly. “It wasn’t a random guess. Someone with access to your files must’ve sold the information.”

“But no one had access to the raw images.” “Someone did,” Ethan said. “And they timed the release to hit right after the morning override.” Adrian’s jaw set—not tight, not angry, just carved into stillness. “This leak is strategic.” The guard stepped closer. “Sir, the comments are already—” “Don't,” Adrian said sharply. The guard fell silent. But Elara already saw a flash of the screen. Ops assistant seen touching the CEO. So this is why she’s not fired. Red dress girl is bold.

“Another one?” Leo set the cup down and turned on the TV. The news flashed across the screen, headlines showing ‘Tech Empire Blackwood Faces Security Breach Scandal’. “They’re already spinning it,” Leo said, crossing his arms. “Someone leaked the information about the bombs to the media. They’re saying it’s connected to the earlier scandal with your ex.” Jace’s stomach dropped. “Of course they are.” River frowned. “Who would leak that?” Sasha came back into the room, phone in hand. “Guess.”

“I built this empire with my blood, not my last name. And I don’t intend to lose it. Zoe underestimates how deep this family goes.” Damien nodded in agreement. “If she wants to play dirty, we give her a taste of her own poison.” Emily, sitting near Lily on the couch, leaned forward. “There’s more. I overheard her talking to someone a journalist, I think. She’s leaking documents tomorrow. Fake ones. She’s going to discredit Liam before announcing Elias as Marcus’s real son.” Elias stiffened. “Fake documents?” “She’s rewriting history,” Emily said softly. “She’s going to paint Liam as an illegitimate son, a mistake Marcus tried to hide. And you, Elias, as the one true heir.”

A plot twist she hadn't expected, but one she was ready for. "So, Julian wants to go to war?" she whispered. "Tell the legal team to prepare the 'Apocalypse File.' If he wants to see how deep the Everett shadow goes, I’ll show him." She walked back to her desk and picked up her phone. There was a new message from an unknown number. It was a photo of her entering her private apartment building. Attached was a single line of text: The Empress has a beautiful home. It would be a shame if something happened to the 'secret' she left there.