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I turned slowly toward the reporter who asked it. He flinched. “Repeat that,” I said. He didn’t. Because he knew. The leak wasn’t just professional anymore. It was personal. “Lucia,” I said as soon as I was in the car. “Get me the name of every press contact Lazaro’s paid in the last six months. And dig up who gave them that story lead.” Her voice crackled through the line. “On it.” Thiago was waiting when I returned. I didn’t say anything.

I sighed as tears slid down her face. "Leon's a monster. He's done so many disgusting things. I think it's time I told the truth." From inside her clothes, she pulled out a waterproof file pouch that was still warm from her body. "These are the records of the money he stole from Glisson Group. It adds up to 30 million dollars. Every transfer is documented." Then, she pulled out a flash drive. "This has the data for the fake message system. All those guides that pushed girls to end their lives are in there."

“Bro, what the hell?! You’re just waking up after all that?!” Vincenzo. That was his name? He squinted, while rubbing his temples tiredly, and blinked in confusion. "What are you talking about, Jackson?" The other man — lean, sharp-eyed — waved a phone in his face. “You trended all night. A sex tape. Nude shots. It’s everywhere, man!” My blood turned to ice. “What?!” Vincenzo barked, grabbing the phone. “I tried to pull it down,” the guy said. “But it was already reposted across a hundred pages. It’s out there.”

Couldn’t wait for the bond to steal her away while I played catch-up. Don Julio’s plan was ready—had been since last night. Time to double down. I booted up my laptop in my room, the screen’s glow casting harsh shadows across the peeling wallpaper. Fingers flying, I logged into a burner account on a dark web forum the Vipers used for drops. I created a fake new anonymous post on the school forum, but leaked here first for “credibility.” I wrote a fake but gossip worthy message claiming Maddox knows something about Gabby and Gerald's death.

Then we rose. Showered together under the weak cabin spray—hands gentle now, washing away sweat and fear. Dressed in fresh clothes from the duffel. Sat at the desk. Julian opened the laptop. Kai had left a small encrypted app on the USB—simple interface. Upload package. Set timer. Choose recipients. We compiled the first leak: Embryo selection matrix for Subject 17-A Payment logs linking PrimeMother to Voss Genomic Carla’s scanned notes (redacted personal details)

I sneer and Owen agrees with me. “That B… always liked the spotlight.” “Huh! This video says otherwise,” Lucas says before turning his phone to us and my jaw drops. I can’t believe that after so many years, someone still had this video of me storming to the cafeteria in my undies and tearing Leo’s clothes apart. “It’s on auction for five hundred thousand dollars,” he announces. Leo peeps for few seconds. “That must be Gabriel.” I turn to look at him. He does not sound surprised at all by this.

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Both of them radiating fury. "How bad?" Adrian asked immediately. Sasha held up his phone. "It's everywhere. Every outlet. Every platform. Someone leaked the whole story." "Show me." He handed him the phone. Adrian's face drained of color as he read. Then he passed it to me. I didn't want to look. Made myself anyway. BILLIONAIRE CEO ADRIAN EMPORIO'S SECRET LOVE CHILD SCANDAL Twin Sons Kidnapped in Brutal California Home Invasion

His uncle looked him in the eye. “She’s the threat they fear the most.” At 2:47 AM, a shadowy user named @DaxtonLeaks uploaded a teaser. The caption: “Burnett’s not who you think she is. Full footage drops Friday.” The thumbnail? A blurry still of Sophie entering a hotel room. Geneva. 2021. And in the top corner — a reflection. Of Ethan. Watching her. The Daxton leak went viral within thirty minutes. The thumbnail alone was enough to set fire to international headlines. Sophie Burnett. Geneva. 2021. Entering a hotel room. Alone.

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