Novel & Cerita Ellie The Empress Leaked

“Keep quiet, babe. It’s about to go down.” Ellie’s eyes went wide, her pulse quickening. “What the— what’s going on? What is going on?” she demanded, though her words were muffled. Lena’s gaze softened a but did not relent. Chiara took a deep breath and began, her voice trembling slightly but steady. “Ellie… Daddy’s secret mistress… it’s Lena.” The words hit Ellie like a shockwave. Her eyes widened further, and she almost fell back in her chair. “Wait… what?

The morning began not with sunlight, but with headlines. Amara woke to the vibration of her phone buzzing insistently on the nightstand. She reached for it groggily, expecting another social notification, perhaps a reminder from her calendar. Instead, bold letters screamed across the screen from multiple news outlets: “Adeyemi Holdings in Crisis—Confidential Leak Exposes Empire’s Secrets.” Her breath caught.

“You do not cry after sex.” “They don’t have to know that.” He winked. Oz, Balkin and Indrick did pretty well too. It was now my turn to close us out. “Hey, I’m Empress Zelda. Um, let’s see...you’ve heard about my complicated love life. Getting bit, getting proposed to, getting dumped. All things that don’t usually happen to an Empress. But let’s talk about this horrid journey. I’ve almost been eaten by a Serpenbite, almost drowned, came very close to being barbeque, I’ve been kidnapped like seven times. My body was snatched by an Over-Lordess who kind of shamed me for not being a virgin, by the way. So I’ve been called a tramp a lot lately.”

she admitted. “Tell me,” I said. No, I didn’t think it was just about what happened last night. A part of me, the one I refused to recognize completely, that part wanted to learn more about Ollie’s life before I arrived in Forest Hills. Emma would spend the rest of Calculus telling me things I already knew from dad’s email, stuff about how Ellie’s big sister Liz was raped and then murdered in their home. “Ellie used to be fun to be around… She was kind of like you, but smarter,” Emma teased.

she said, biting at her own share. Jadeite shook her head. “I am not sure if this is true or not, but it seems like the empress is infertile. If that is a fact, then she will surely be stripped off of her title.” From then on, Lila and Jadeite started bickering about that matter causing them to forget what they really came for. Hence, Emery cleared her throat and glared at them both. “Jadeite, aside from picking up some rumors, what else did you see?” she asked with a stern voice.

“You never wondered why Alexandra hated Anastasia so much?” “I did, but never looked into it,” Jonathan muttered. “Four years ago, someone leaked a video of Alexandra…” The information shocked Jonathan. He heard some smack talking about Alexandra before, but no one had mentioned any video. “What was in it?” “I think it’s her having some affair. Someone rumored it across the socialites. I suspect Anastasia and her father are behind it.” Jonathan’s jaw ticked. “What happened to the video?” He asked in a dangerously calm voice.

Somehow, in his eyes, that had become proof that I had been leaking corporate secrets. As the accusations flooded the group chat like endless waves, I spoke up once more. "For the very, very last time, I did not leak corporate secrets!" Samuel immediately tagged me in the chat and dropped a screenshot, showing the pricing for a new product launch from Declan's company. "Holy crap. Am I seeing this right? Their product is the same type as ours, and their price is only a cent lower than ours!" I froze instantly. I stared at the screenshot he posted over and over again, checking every detail carefully.

His sincerity caught her off guard again. Just like it always did. Before she could reply, Miranda knocked on the office door urgently. “Adriana.” “What?” Miranda looked shaken. “There’s another problem.” Adriana stood. “What now?” Miranda handed her a tablet. “Someone leaked documents to the press.” Adriana scanned the screen quickly. Her eyes darkened. These weren’t rumors. These were internal financial projections. Private information. Only a handful of executives had access. “This isn’t market manipulation,” Adriana said quietly.

“Well, in that case, wait here for me. I will take you home when it is almost time.” “Sure.” Myra nodded with a smile. After he left, her expression fell significantly. Earlier in the banquet, my cell phone vibrated upon receiving a MMS from an unknown number. A black-and-white photograph was attached in the MMS. There is a familiar woman in the picture—Lyla. Besides, there was a car, which I am exceptionally acquainted with and it is none other than Elliot’s gold Aston Martin. There was only a line of sentence underneath the photo—‘Lyla was the one who leaked the trade secrets of Chase Group’s Hilliville project’.

Elena, ever poised, crossed her arms and said dryly, “Well. The devil finally tripped on his own fire.” But Isla’s gaze didn’t flicker. She had always known Leo’s empire was built on borrowed illusions, smoke, lies and threats. She had lived through his attempts to corner her, to trap her in his web of blackmail. Now, finally, the truth had come for him. And it was devastating. Evidence had surfaced with all those leaked emails, wire transfers, recordings of boardroom deals. A whistleblower from inside Stone’s company had handed over years of documents to investigators.