Novel & Cerita Ivy Harper Leak

Before I can answer, the elevator to the penthouse pings open behind us. Kevin rushes out, drenched, panting, tie crooked, phone in hand. “Sir—Hailey—don’t get mad but—there’s been another leak.” Hailey gasps. “What?” Kevin swallows hard. “It’s… bigger this time.” Ethan’s voice is pure ice. “How big.” Kevin lifts the phone, screen glowing blue with horror. “Someone leaked a video,” he says. “From inside the company.” Hailey’s face pales.

Cyrus exchanged glances with him and wanted to say something but couldn't do it at all. So, Harvey coldly glared at him and said, "Just speak your mind." Cyrus hurriedly said, "Elara's X account has been leaked, and the situation online has changed." Then, he nervously reminded Harvey, "Mr. Fisher, you should avoid the Internet for now. Everyone is criticizing you now!" Harvey was nonchalant about it, and he asked, "Have you found out how the reporter managed to interview Beau?" Since Beau had gone through an elite education, he would never accept any random interviews. So, Harvey was certain someone was pulling the strings and making Beau trust the reporter. That was why Beau would say thos

“MODEL HARPER BENNETT PUBLICLY DUMPS TECH BILLIONAIRE MATTHEW JONES AT A UNICEF GALA.” “INFLUENCER HARPER BENNETT ENDS BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE WITH A MIC DROP.” “#Harttew: RIP To Our Favorite Power Couple.” “Yikes,” Britney mutters, watching the clip. Harper breaking things off at a live-streamed charity event like she was ordering from Starbucks. “She really just... iced him on stage. Respect.” I stare, mouth dry. “He looked gutted.” “Oof. That’s cold, even for a Virgo.”

She was still wary of the rumors that were floating around, and there was no doubt that what transpired last evening in the hallway was going to help Harper’s case. “Damnit,” I muttered under my breath. “I’d gotten swept up in the moment.” The Beta quirked a brow. “And that moment would be...” I hadn’t planned on really telling anyone about Harper, and I saw back in the woods. Given the fact that neither one of us knew what it was, there was no sense in raising any public panic over it. “Doesn’t mean that it won’t come back,” Levi snarled. “What if it tries to come back and someone ends up hurt? Or worse?”

"Release Haley's archived livestream drafts into the internal media network." Haley gasped. "Katherine, no." Katherine met her eyes. "For the family." Haley looked wounded in a way possession had not achieved. "Some of those were private." "Exactly." Aaliyah hit enter. Sterling Tower became unsafe. Gravity on ten floors shifted by eight degrees. Hundreds of expensive chairs rolled into walls. The executive whiskey vault opened, triggering seventeen unauthorized access alarms and one very confused vice president. Haley's unreleased livestream drafts began playing on every internal screen, including a forty-minute video titled "Emergency Cute Outfits For Apocalypse Situations, Version Twelve,

She pulled her hands up and down to indicate breathing up and down and Ivy followed suit. Slowly, Ivy regained her senses and voice. "My phone," She opened her bag and brought out her phone. Instantly, she was already reading the news headline. "Sex tape leaked: BILLIONAIRE DILLON LONG HAVING A HEATED SEX WITH ACTRESS MIRABEL," Her phone fell from her hands as soon as she read the headline.

Raymond called before I could answer. “Sir, someone leaked the story. It’s everywhere, photos, names, details. Reporters are outside your building and Ms. Harper’s apartment.” “Who leaked it?” “We’re checking, but the photos came from the park. The same ones Adrian sent your mother.” My stomach dropped. Adrian. “Get legal on this now,” I said. “They can’t use the kids’ photos without consent.” “I’ll try, but it’s already viral.” I hung up and looked at Lily, who was staring blankly at her phone.

“Just tired. So many things have been happening.” “Mm.” She took a sip. “Because you looked anything but fine when you ran out of that room.” “Harper.” She held up her hands. “Okay, okay. No poking the bear.” I gave her a small, grateful smile. Truth was, I didn’t know how I felt. “Let’s talk about you,” I said, forcing my voice to lighten. “The biker gang situation sounds insane. What happened with the influencer? Any update?” Harper let out a groan, slumping in her seat. “Ugh, don’t remind me. Her name’s Leighton Vireo—you know, that wellness-slash-lifestyle content creator who went viral for turning her breakup into a five-part glow-up series?”

Wyatt duly handed her a glass of water. Harper was about to take it when she suddenly covered her stomach. The glass of water fell to the floor with a thud. She struggled to catch her breath and her forehead was covered in beads of sweat. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her face was pale, looked excruciatingly painful. "What is it? Where does it hurt? Tell me" Wyatt looked at him worriedly. Harper shook her head with difficulty and gasped, "The food ... There's poison in it," and collapsed helplessly to the ground.

he murmured, his tone ice-cold, his lips curling slightly in disdain. “The leak came from a sub-parr news line—it’s not even recognized as an official local agency. I already tracked it and deleted the main sources online, but it’ll take days to erase every other news that were spread through various shares of public and personal accounts.” “Someone pulled a trick I failed to guard us from.” He spoke with gritted teeth. And suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine. “Violet Harrington.” My lips just let that name slip.