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Then pressed the play button. Sasha came into view. She had a fake smile. "Hi, everyone," she said. "So, I'm kind of proud of myself, and I know the campus is buzzing right now." Confused, Eliot leaned in. "I was wounded. And furious. Indeed, it's possible that I made a poor choice. But that photo of Jaxon and Eliot? The leak came from me. Not Jaxon. Eliot's look expanded. When Eliot left it at my house, I discovered it on his phone. And I reasoned that perhaps he ought to experience my emotions. Betrayed. Exposed. Heartbroken. It was petty, I know. However, I succeeded. Jaxon was not involved in it.

“What was that about? Why were they asking about my mark?” Dr. Evelyn’s expression shifted. “Ah. You haven’t seen the news, then.” She hesitated, then pulled her phone out of her pocket and began tapping on the screen. “I’m afraid someone leaked some… personal information about you.” She held her phone out toward me, and I took it with shaking hands. The headline on the screen made my blood run cold. “ALPHA ALEXANDER’S SECRET SHAME: LUNA ELLA REMAINS UNMARKED AFTER FIVE YEARS?”

“No, baby girl. Like… internet disaster trending.” Jules turned the phone toward her. Her name was there. Not just her name. Her face. Paused mid-motion from the video. Lucian’s face beside her. The slap frozen in time like a crime scene photograph. Kyrie’s stomach dropped. “No,” she whispered. “Yes,” Mandy said softly. “Someone leaked the full clip. Not just the end.” Jules scrolled. “It’s everywhere. T*****r, I***a reels, gossip blogs, even news aggregators picked it up.” Kyrie’s mouth went dry. “But… it wasn’t like that. They didn’t show…”

“Would you tell the man trying to destroy your empire that the real enemy was still watching both of you?” Ava fell silent because she understood immediately. No. Lucas had protected himself first. Just like Adrian had. Everyone in this war kept choosing secrecy over truth. And now innocent people were paying the price. A sharp vibration interrupted the room. Elise looked down at her phone before her expression changed instantly. “Adrian.” He looked toward her. “Someone leaked internal Laurent Global records.” Ava’s stomach tightened immediately. “What records?” Elise swallowed once before turning the screen toward them.

However, Dr Ellen's attention was now on the man sitting down on the couch, and as he gradually turned to face her, she didn't realize when the nylon bag she was clutching slipped from her grasp and fell to the floor. The smoothie inside the container spilled, creating a pool of liquid on the floor. Dr Ellen's facial expression transformed into one of sheer disbelief, as if she had just seen a ghost. All the good and positive energy that had accompanied her throughout the day vanished in an instant, the moment she laid eyes on his face... Eric Damian. "Oh, Mum. You spilled the drinks," Clara said, bending down to pick up the fallen bag. Most of the smoothie had spilled, but fortunately, the

Ciara said as Ella sank into a chair to catch her breath. “Why can’t there be an elevator?” Ella bemoaned as she wiped the beads of sweat off her brow. “Oh, come on,” Preacher, Ciara’s pilot, chuckled as he joined us in the living room. “That was a great workout.” “Speak for yourself,” Ella said as Ciara arched her eyebrow. “Holden, tell me,” Ciara said, turning her attention back to her tech guy. “How in the world did that footage get leaked?”

The applause from the ceremony had barely faded when the world around Ethan and Maya shifted from celebration to crisis. The floral arch, the music, the laughter—everything now felt like a cruel backdrop to something dark unraveling beneath the surface. Ethan’s phone still buzzed in his palm, the words on the screen haunting him like poison: > “Check your company accounts. The leak is already live.” His pulse thundered in his ears. He stepped away from the crowd, motioning for Daniel and his security chief to follow.

“Tessa Langford’s Voice on Tape: ‘Make Her Sound Desperate’ … New Evidence in Sinclair Scandal” “Empire in Freefall … Board Members Flee as Tessa Named Co Conspirator” “Who Leaked the Truth? The Avenging Angel of the Sinclair Family?” Elara walked in. Hair messy. Eyes red from lack of sleep. But chin high. Ophelia looked up first. Saw the phone in Elara’s hand. Saw the headlines. Looked at her daughter. Elara held up her phone. “I did it,” she said simply.

Ellen opened the web browser on her desktop, and what she saw on the entertainment page had her eyes widening in shock. "Oh, my god!" Ellen exclaimed. On the first page was a picture of her and Leo from the night of the Caraway Foundation event. It was a viral post from an anonymous source, and beneath it was written: *It seems the almighty Leo Warner has fallen into the wrong trap*

"Did my machine genuinely secure a slot in the Grand Finals?!" Chloe’s lips curved into a warm, beautiful smile, a soft laugh leaving her chest. "Mm. Your entry has formally registered on the gantry displays." "Ah... we made it! We actually hacked the finals—!!!" The Sealed Kiss Lulu’s internal emotional boundaries fractured completely. Driven into a state of total, frantic hysteria, she completely lost her baseline logical constraints. Reaching forward with unbridled momentum, her long arms aggressively wound themselves around the neck of the billionaire medical heir before her.