Jade Cargill Leak Novels & Stories

Gossip blogs exploded. And Nathan Cross? He took the bait. By nightfall, a private but “accidentally” leaked video hit the dark web—a grainy shot of Leila at Whitmore Park. No audio, just her silhouette and Nathan’s unmistakable profile. The implication was clear. Leila was disloyal. She’d been meeting with his rival. The press had a field day. What Nathan didn’t know was that the entire leak was traced. And now Adrian knew exactly which of Nathan’s fake corporations had uploaded it.

“By revealing his under the table deals in your name. And if you can pull off this CEO thing, it’ll go in your favor.” He slides a single sheet from the folder. “My investigator’s already moving. We leak the holdings. No names yet. Just the pattern. Journalists will run with it.” “I’ll do my best. Don’t forget Jade has interior designs in her office that are clearly mine.” He looks at me. “You’re sure?” “Positive. And I have those designs and research right from their conception. I showed them to Jade and she said they were to ‘out there’ to hit.”

she warned. "Bring it on; I look forward to it." I hung up the phone before she did, my mood plunging deeper: Kent was right; the video was leaked by Leila, not Jared. But for me, there's no difference anymore. They are both bad fruits that sprung from the same tree “I’m sorry for dragging you into this.” I apologized. “What do you mean dragging me into this?” "Bringing you along with me... You lost face..." My voice was low; regardless of how much I tried to control it, the sorrowful emotions still leaked out.

“Camara, bail violation rumors are everywhere online. Marcus is leaking stories, saying you left the state without permission. He’s pushing the DA to revoke it. We need to get ahead of this.” I closed my eyes, the real world crashing back in. When I hung up Jada was watching me, expression serious. She sat up and took my hand. “I have moves ready. My investigator got everything: photos of him with the women he was funding, bank trails showing the transfers from your brand account, timestamps that prove he staged the whole thing. I’ve got emergency capital lined up from private investors who hate him more than they like fashion. We can leak it all tomorrow. End him.”

Mocha announces theatrically, “let’s investigate. Who is KW?” A tall guy from accounting squints at Jade. His expression shifts. “Wait,” he says slowly. “You look familiar.” Her stomach drops to the floor. No. Please don’t. A woman across the room is already scrolling on her phone. “Isn’t that—” She zooms in. Gasps. “Oh my God.” The screen turns toward the group. A church. White flowers. Chaos. Headlines. Leaked footage. “Jade Miller?” someone whispers. “The one who got her sister Scarlett Miller’s wedding to Kain Wolf cancelled? Because of an affair?”

The name Julian Voss trended across every platform, paired with one word: Exposed. Jason’s phone wouldn’t stop vibrating. Calls. Alerts. Updates. But he ignored them all, eyes fixed on the breaking headline flashing across the screen. ‘Billionaire Power Broker Tied to Global Crime Network — Leaked Ledger Reveals Decades of Corruption.’ Bella stood beside him, her hand trembling as she touched the glass. “It’s real,” she whispered. “It’s actually happening.” Jason’s throat tightened. “We did it.” But before either could say another word, Jason’s phone lit up again — this time with an incoming call from an unknown number.

She stayed fixed on that spot for close to ten minutes just looking at the results, she was carrying Adams's child, his flesh and blood. **** Jade's POV I sat in my room going through all the social media blogs that had spread the rumour of my brother's scandal. I sat down on the bed with my glasses on thinking and looking at those pictures like one FBI agent on a special mission. Trevor came in and saw me seriously at work. " You've taken this matter sorely in your hands," he said in his thick Russian accent. " Something doesn't feel right especially with these pictures," I said closely examining them.

“We get your father. We get out. We don’t engage with Victor unless we have to.” “What if he’s there?” “Then we deal with him.” Suddenly, my phone buzzed. Then it buzzed again. And again. A deluge of texts flooded in from Chloe, Jennifer, and numbers I didn’t recognize. All of them contained the same link. My blood went cold. “What is it?” Elena asked. I opened the first link. It was a gossip site. TMZ. The headline made my stomach drop through the floor. BREAKING: BILLIONAIRE'S BEDROOM SECRETS EXPOSED Video footage leaked shows Adrian Blackwood and wife Elena in explicit encounter

Wade stumbled back, hitting the wall hard. “What the hell, Justin?!” “You know damn well what!” Justin was fuming, his voice cracking with rage. “You leaked my designs, didn’t you? Then you got to swoop in with your collection and take my spot. What a setup.” “I didn’t!” Wade snapped. “Ask yourself how your designs got leaked. I had nothing to do with it. Caitlin only chose me because we needed a fallback plan. If this hadn’t happened, I never would’ve had the chance.”