Novel & Cerita Janice Rivera Leak

But when I got to the door, my phone began popping a series of notifications and I got scared. What sort of emergency would be able to do this? I checked my phone and my eyes widened at the shock of the blog post. “What is it this time?” I breathed, half expecting my name to be among the gossip sites. I clicked on one and I gasped in shock. It was fresh, and had a bold headline on it. Breaking News: Actress Lucy Franks Offers Director Zhao Sex for Roles! Leaked Recording Proves Scandalous Deal! Is This The New Lane For A Fallen Star or Desperate Mistress?

Then, I appeared in the audience. After receiving a signal from Samuel, Justin immediately pointed at me and shouted dramatically, "Hey, look! Isn't that Levi Young, the former employee who leaked corporate secrets? How do you still have the nerve to show up here?" The second he yelled that out, guests all around us turned to scrutinize me. I took a deep breath and pointed toward Samuel, who stood under the spotlight onstage. "Mr. Cooper, we talked about this before. What exactly will you do if I can prove I never leaked corporate secrets?"

Mila stepped forward, leaning closer to her microphone. Her voice was warm, confident, and perfectly professional, completely commanding the room. "My name is Mila Santiago," she stated proudly. "Up until an hour ago, I was a junior sports agent at Prime Sports Agency. And yes, the photograph that is about to be leaked at midnight is real. It features myself and Jax Kingston in a private, consensual moment." The media room exploded into shouting. Questions were being yelled from every direction. Did you break league rules? Did you sleep with him for a contract?

Around us, the crew members began whispering, their faces full of disdain. "Seriously? Rachel's so stunning, and he still cheated? The videos are everywhere, and he still has the nerve to slander her? Disgusting." Connor froze. "What did you say? What videos?" He fumbled for his phone and opened the trending list. The moment his eyes landed on the top one, his entire body went rigid. A dozen of his and Lindsey's private, intimate videos were leaked, flooding the headlines. Even with strategic blurring and censoring, their faces were unmistakable—both lost in the throes of passion.

“He’s lying, River. Every part of that story is a lie.” “I know,” River said firmly. “And we’re going to prove it.” Jace dropped the phone, running a trembling hand through his hair. “No one’s going to believe me. I’ve already been under fire because of the company scandal. Now this?” River leaned closer, his voice steady. “You’ve survived worse. We’ll get Sasha and Kei on it right now. We’ll trace the leak, find the source, and expose the truth.” Jace stared at him for a moment before nodding faintly. “Okay. Fine. Call Sasha.”

They knew he was doing them a favour and could ruin their career with a word from his lips. Smiling, Kiera eased their worries. “One question, only.” Thanks to Jace’s earlier charade, everyone hesitated to speak until one of the ladies took a step forward and cleared her throat. “Ms. Campbell, I am sure you are aware of your sex video leaked all over the internet with you and Mr. Dalton here?” ‘I just found out.” “What do you have to say concerning it? The media wonders if you sold yourself to save your company after your ex-hus…”

“The entire damn internet is ripping us apart because of you! My company is collapsing, investors are withdrawing, and now THIS?!” Tears streaked down Rachael’s cheeks. “I didn’t leak it, I swear! Someone must have hacked me, or... or followed me that night—” “That night?” Raymond snapped. “So it’s TRUE then? You actually did it? You whored yourself out to some old man just to get a role?” Her sobs grew louder. “I... I didn’t mean... Raymond, please! You don’t understand! I did it for me, for us,”

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.

They’d seen everything. The bedroom door opened, and Calder and Lucian walked in, freshly showered and wearing casual clothes. “What the fuck happened?” Calder demanded, moving toward us quickly. Aiden didn’t let me go. “I didn’t get to read everything but it seems someone must have leaked some photos from this morning. It’s causing Janice to have a panic attack.” Lucian’s jaw tightened. “Let me see.” Aiden handed my phone over without hesitation. Lucian scrolled through the article and comments, his expression growing colder with every second. I didn’t need him to read any of the comments out loud for me to know what was there.

87 missed calls. 14 voicemails. Hundreds of texts. From my manager. My publicist. My assistant. Even my mother, which meant someone had really messed up. I didn’t even have time to open my socials before Julian walked into the room, phone in hand, face pale. “Ethan,” he said, voice tight. “Someone leaked it.” My stomach dropped. “Leaked what?” He turned his screen toward me. A photo. Grainy, but clear enough. Me. Him. Tangled in his sheets. My face soft. His hand on my jaw.