Ellie The Empress Leaked Novels & Stories

“Someone posted something bad about Mr. Zayne on the forum. The IT team already found the person, and Mr. Zayne is interrogating him right now.” “Can I know what the post was about?” “It’s about… sorry… Mr. Zayne’s ex being pregnant,” Gion admitted. The phone slipped from Elmy’s hand. She sat weakly on the edge of the bed, both hands rubbing her face in frustration. Damn it. Who leaked this? But suddenly something struck her. Without saying another word, Elmy left. She passed Gianna and Anderson, who were chatting. Ignored Lyra’s greeting and got back into her car.

That was enough to make Anthony almost worried. Slowly standing, he said calmly, “I didn’t leak anything. It must’ve been one of your lackeys. Or Ryan himself.” “He would never. What would he get out of it?” “What about you? Didn’t you say that I could tell the world about your fucking my VP?” He narrowed his eyes at Elise. “So why would you even care?” Elise seemed to waver before hardening her expression. “I don’t care,” she said airily, although Anthony knew she was lying. “But I have a feeling you’ll care about the other details that were leaked.”

“Five million Dollars? Where should I get such money from? I can’t access my accounts.” A pause. Then a slow, low breath came from the other end. “Your loss. And you better figure it out, Vale. Because if you don’t…” the tone dropped into something dangerous, almost gleeful, “…we’ll leak the footage.” “What footage?” Silence stretched out like a tightrope. “A video,” the voice replied. “Of Eliot confessing to espionage and also spying on Vale International for a competitor.” “No,” I whispered, but my head was spinning. “He wouldn’t—”

So when Empress Ninli Enlim died, Inal was automatically the next in line to sit on the empress seat. She was younger and therefore quite silly in her activities, which led her to ask questions that the court ladies, maids, eunuchs, and bodyguards considered stupid sometimes. Although nobody could boldly say to her face that she asked stupid questions and behaved silly, they all thought it. "It is a top-secret order," Xisuthra said. It was a crime to reply to questions of the royal bloodline with silence, hence the reason why Xisuthra was patiently answering all questions that Inal threw at him.

However, Penelope couldn't quell the anger in heart after standing in the messy apartment for a long time. After standing there for some time, a thought crossed her mind and her vicious eyes were filled with hatred. She took out her phone and posted all the information she had prepared online. The leak of confidential documents in Lane Group had been a matter of public concern. After Penelope posted online about Ember stealing Lane Group's secrets, it quickly attracted everyone's attention.

ZANE AND ELLIE'S STORY ELLIE Eight months ago… “Oh God… this can’t be real. Not my sweet Chloe,” Ellie Winters whispered urgently to herself. She was alone in the doctor’s office where she worked, so nobody heard the fear in her rough voice. She was shaking from the shocking videos she had just seen on James’s laptop, completely by accident while searching for a file her boss had asked her to print.

“What?” “Elena. Where are you?” “Boston. Why?” “You need to see this. I’m sending a link.” My phone buzzes. Article link from The Guardian. Headline: *SANDOVAL HEIR’S SECRET: FIANCÉE UNAWARE OF COERCED ENGAGEMENT* I scan the article. Someone leaked everything. The medical incompetence angle, Isabella’s threats, the coerced contracts, everything. “Who gave them this?” I ask. “I don’t know, but it was published twenty minutes ago and it’s everywhere. T*****r. Reddit. Every major news outlet is picking it up.”

he said flatly. “She wants optics,” I replied. “And she wants to corner you into silence.” He looked at me. “We’re not doing it.” I shook my head slowly. “She is.” He frowned. “Elara” “Not the interview,” I clarified. “The overreach.” That evening, Lydia crossed the line. She didn’t wait for permission. She leaked. Nothing overt. Nothing that could be traced directly to her. Just a carefully placed suggestion that Adrian’s marriage was contractual. Strategic. Temporary.

Andre’s fists clenched, but he stepped back, his wolf conflicting his loyalty. Sharon smirked as Lillian stumbled away, her face unreadable. Then— “Actually…” Salome’s voice cut through the silence. She held up her phone, the screen displaying a breaking news alert…. LUXEMBOURG PACK SCANDAL: SECRET LOVE LETTER LEAKED’ My stomach dropped. Sharon’s face drained of color as she stared transfixed at the screen. “Funny,” Salome mused, tapping the screen constantly. “Seems like someone just published Lillian’s old letter to you Drake. I wonder who could have done that.”

Only her name has a red line through it? There is too much, printing everything out I sit on the floor. Slowly spreading out the papers. I look at the list. Elsie May, I saw that name. Searching through the papers I find the contract. Elsie May was the one named on the contract my dad had paid £50,000 to someone to kill her. “Well?” I look at Dwayne and shake my head. “Not now!” I don’t have time, I move, sliding out the pictures, my eyes stopping on a picture of Diesel with a woman, Elsie. I see his hand in hers, a ring on her finger.