Jade Cargill Leak Novels & Stories

I reached for my mouse, intending to lose myself in work, but a notification popped up on my personal laptop, a ping from a local corporate gossip blog I followed for industry news. "The $2 Billion Muse? Inside the Carter Brothers' Hostile Takeover of Ferguson & Co." My heart stopped. I clicked the link. It wasn't a text post, it was a grainy photo of the three of us in the lobby from twenty minutes ago. Killian was leaning into my space, his predatory smirk captured in high definition, while Kade stood behind me like a dark, possessive shadow. There was someone in the company that had leaked this photo without my knowledge. I had traitors around me.

I give Roman a deadpan but conspiratorial look and he chuckles, “Alright then. I don’t want to say calm down again, this is upsetting, I know. I just want to say maybe this isn’t from Aria.” I give a disbelieving look at that because of course it’s her. She’s the only one who knows at the moment. And this is happening just a few days before the Crescent Moon Jubilee, for fuck’s sake! “I’ve had my people track down the source of the information Scarlett. It was first released by an independent online news channel, Fang Weekly.” I silently barf at the mention of that name, “It’s owned by Hunter, it’s a Nightshade pack news thing, I despise them and it proves Aria’s the one who leaked it.”

Elara: You should explain the leaks first. The reply came instantly. Adrian: I didn’t do this. She believed him. That was the problem. Across the city, Adrian Hale stood in his office, jacket discarded, tie loosened, hands braced against the glass wall overlooking Valemont. His world was collapsing in bullet points and headlines, and the only thing that hurt more than the damage was knowing Elara might think he’d caused it. The leaks were real. Brutal. Precise. Too precise. “Find the source,” he snapped into the phone. “Internal and external. I don’t care how far back you have to dig.”

Hospital work was already crushing. To help Jayda lock down her position, I ran myself ragged lining up the best professors for her. I sorted through all her past surgeries, organized the cases, summed up the experience so she could move up faster. We finally got a chance to take a vacation. I booked the hot springs trip ahead of time. She bailed. Not only that—she spent the night with Dillon. Then those explicit videos and photos leaked. And the whole having a child thing? Even worse.

Leila stopped walking. Read it again. He regrets. Her phone buzzed again. Another alert. Then another. The story was spreading in real time, outlet to outlet, the way things did when someone with inside access decided to talk. Someone had leaked it. Not the pregnancy itself, that was still framed as unconfirmed. But Adrian's knowledge of it. The rights he'd signed away. The regret. Someone inside Blue Moon Pack had just handed the media a story about her child. Leila's hand tightened around the phone.

Across the city, Vanessa Caldwell sat in a private interrogation room. Hours had passed. The investigators were still asking questions. She had answered almost none of them. Finally one of the agents leaned forward. “You’re protecting someone.” Vanessa smiled faintly. “You assume too much.” The agent slid a tablet across the table. A news alert flashed on the screen. LEDGER LEAK CONNECTED TO FOUNDATION NETWORK Vanessa’s expression changed slightly. Just enough. “You’ve lost control of the narrative,” the agent said calmly. Vanessa leaned back in her chair.

"The serum worked. Better than the simulations predicted. Your arterial walls have already begun to mesh. You’re a medical miracle, Caspian. Too bad your company is a disaster." Caspian’s eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?" Jade finally turned the tablet toward him. The screen showed the Caspian Group’s stock ticker. It was a sea of red. "Liana didn't just try to kill you in the slums," Jade said, her voice dropping to a dangerous low. "She leaked a story to the press claiming you were in a coma and that the 'Project Phoenix' research was a fraud. She’s currently at your headquarters, trying to convince the board of directors to vote her in as interim CEO while you 'recover.'"

and kept driving. ----- Jade burst through my door at seven with a bottle of wine and a face that said she was done waiting. She dropped onto the couch, poured two big glasses without asking, and ordered, “Everything. Leave nothing out.” I told her all of it. It took a little over an hour. Jade stayed quieter than usual, her expressions doing all the talking. The leak and Diana’s role made her jaw clench tight. The forged transfer pulled a sharp, angry sound out of her. The trust fund for Isla made her eyes shine with unshed tears before she blinked them back.

Saying Tom deserved better than a mother who would use him as a weapon. My phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number: This is what you get for thinking you could keep secrets. Everyone knows what you are now. - J Jade. Of course it was Jade. She'd done this. She'd leaked the story, exposed Tom to the world, weaponized my son for her petty revenge. Another text came through, this time from Caleb: Are you seeing this? Don't go outside. I'm sending security to the hotel. We need to talk. NOW.

As soon as we landed, I switched on my phone and gave Joey Dan Hart's phone number and the other information I had. I went to my most recent calls and selected Cole's name. "Hey, Jada." He sounded tired. "Did you find anything?" I ask instantly. "Yeah. I was just about to call you. Ivy visited a hospital a few weeks ago with the name Cassy Waters." Cole says, and I hum in acknowledgment. "Guess you already know that. So I checked for the name Cassy Waters and found hundreds of them then star..."