Erika Costell Leaked Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I found something. Something that changes everything.” I lean in. “What are we looking at?” She pulls up a series of files and opens one. It’s a document from Etoile’s board—confidential strategy reports, information that never should have left the company. Then she clicks to another screen. It’s the same document, but leaked. And it ended up in the hands of a direct competitor. I exhale sharply. Andrea’s voice is steady. “Sterling leaked these.” The room shifts. A few people sit up straighter. Others look like they want to disappear into the floor.

What on earth happened? Just as she was pondering, her phone rang. She answered the phone and heard Kinsey saying, "Oh no, Irene! Someone leaked out the matter between you and Edric, and everyone is seeing you as a mistress now. The TV program you've participated in has also been mentioned. It has a terrible impact on you now. You'd better be mentally prepared." With the phone in her hand, Irene was stunned. After a while, she ran back to the office. When the people in the office saw her coming in, they stopped talking instantly. She went back to her own seat and clicked on the browser while she took in the overwhelming information.

“I wasn’t willing to pay her for the information on Alex. Now she wants to sell some sob story that is a pack of lies. The problem is, it’s my life she is exposing. I don’t want it to embarrass you or Eric.” “I wish I could hug you right now. This isn’t your fault and I don’t care what is said about you. What is Eric doing about it?” Allison questioned. Cat looked up, amazed that everyone just thought Eric would take care of everything. “Alex and Eric have gone to confront Eva. Eric had a mock story made up about what he is willing to release to the media about what she exposed me to as a child.” “What a great idea. Eva wanted to appear the victim and Eric's plan is to show her what it will

Frema snapped and Eron ran a hand through his dark curls, exasperated. "Kayla lied. We never had sex." He said again. "If we had sex, I would know, wouldn't I? I never touched that woman inappropriately, all that ended a long time ago. Besides, she has no evidence." Frema was about to speak again when Eron's phone chimed again. Two text messages. Frema grabbed his phone, unlocked it and opened the text messages—both from Kayla. They contained media; pictures. Frema looked up at Eron who had his jaw clenched and then she returned her gaze back to his phone, allowing the hovering hand above his screen to tap on the media. The content revealed itself immediately and it was a miracle that Freman

"You have a funny way of showing love, Elias." "I know I don't deserve forgiveness, but I'm asking for a chance to prove that I've changed." Before I could respond, my phone buzzed with a notification. I glanced at the screen and froze. Exclusive Leak: Intimate Video of Elias Westbrook and Victoria Lancaster Surfaces My blood turned to ice. "Oh my God." Elias grabbed his phone, his face darkening as he read the same headline. "How did they get this?" I whispered, panic creeping into my voice.

She didn't feel like leaving her room, not when Eric was around, so she sat on her bed, picked her phone and logged in on her I*******m account. Katrina was surprised by what she saw. The pictures of her and Eric was all over. They were taken last night by those reporters! My God!!! She wasn't expecting this. She stared at the pictures, she was really beautiful last night. Eric and her fitted perfectly well. Was he aware the pictures is all over the internet?? Wait, what if her sister sees this?? Katrina panicked at the thought. She came out from her room holding her phone in her hands. She needs to show Eric these.

Laura Sterling “Finally,” I whispered to myself the next morning as I sat at the kitchen table with my coffee. My phone had been buzzing non-stop since I woke up. I opened the news app and there it was ... the headline on the front page of one of the city’s biggest newspapers: “Derick Cole Accused of Serious Financial Crimes and Abuse ...Multiple Witnesses Come Forward.”

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 buzzing of my phone silences him and when I take a look, it's Arthur calling. I give Ethan a look that suggests it's urgent I take the call and he nods. "Yes?" Everything else he said blurs into nothingness until he said. "The person behind the leaked photos is Eric Scott," he had said while I'm left reeling. I had to stand up and pace the floor to get rid of the feeling threatening to pull me under. I did the fucking mathematics myself, if Eric Scott, the CEO of Dynamite, Brenco's greatest rival was the one that leaked those photos to the tabloids, he had only one aim, to get to me.