Jen Bretty Leak Novels & Stories

Jaden walked to the door but paused beside Leo. “I’m Beta’s son. Future Alpha, maybe. You really don’t want me as your enemy.” He turned back to the class with a cocky grin. “Keep your eyes on the school portal. There’s a new scandal coming.” He winked at me—and left. I closed my eyes and gripped the desk because I knew what he meant. He was going to leak something. Maybe pictures. Maybe more. The rest of the class continued introducing themselves, but I barely heard any of it until

I couldn't wait to spend the rest of my life with him. Stephanie's POV It had been two months since Mason leaked Lewis' and Victoria's relationship, but the feedback he expected turned out to be positive. He was now on edge as Kaden was in jail for defamation of character. He wondered why Kaden never mentioned him, he was the one that gave the reporter's a tip off so he was Kaden's accomplice. But Kaden never mentioned his name in court. Mason was thankful for Kaden not mentioning him as this would have made things worse.

"I think I’m vengeful because it is now my turn to touch you." They stand there, hatred for one another thick as a brick. Brie’s lips curl evilly. “I’ll see you in seven days.” Bethany nods. “I’ll see you in hell.” Brie strides out and the doors click shut behind her. Bethany exhales loudly. Her legs wobble a little bit, but she stays upright. Jade steps in a few seconds later, eyes wide. “What the hell was that? I could hear voices from outside.” Bethany turns slowly. “Get me everything on Brie Worth,” she says, voice quiet and plotting. “Everything. Birth records. Real estate. Every shell company. Every person she's paid off. Every goddamn bullet she’s ever bought.”

“Plug it in.” Brent raised his brows, then did as I asked. The moment the folders opened on his screen, his face paled. “Jesus Christ,” he whispered, clicking through the images, the emails, the financial records, the blackmail threats. “Who is this from?” “Jonathan,” I said. “His father’s been collecting dirt. Hacking. Threatening senators. Leaking company files. It’s all there. And he’s just started to release the more personal content.” Brent stared at the screen for another full minute before he finally spoke.

“The stock dump from the fake scandal will make the buy-in cheap. We’re already staging the third-party purchase.” Veronica raised a brow. “And Celeste?” “Soon to be a relic.” But as the words left his mouth, his assistant rushed in, breathless. “Miss Hale, tthere’s something you should see.” On the giant screen, a new headline was rising fast across every entertainment outlet: BREAKING: Celeste Laurent Releases Never-Before-Seen Memo on Shelved Indie Project – Accepts Responsibility, Calls for Industry Transparency Veronica’s smile faded. “She beat us to it,” Bradley whispered. “She leaked the real memo herself.”

“So this is what he meant when he said he was going to make us famous.” “Make who famous?” Hayden asked, walking over to the table and grabbing a bottle of water. “Don’t tell me. Is it Troy again?” Jared nodded, turning the screen toward them. “Yes.” “Before I even look at it,” Beck said, his voice tensing as he walked over, “how bad is it? Did he leak our nudes or something?” Myla stood from the mat and walked over quickly. “How bad is it?” Jared shook his head slowly. “It’s… not the worst thing he’s done.”

Although he was still confused, the fact remained that it was leaked. Rhett lowered his head, looking like a kid who messed up. "I'm sorry, Brett!" Millie and Kate stood at the side. Both of them seemed worried. "I know what I did wrong, Brett. Go ahead and dish out any punishment to me." Rhett fell to his knees and continued, "However, I have no idea who secretly recorded my voice and released it onto the internet at a time like this. "Don't you think that it's a little too coincidental? It's almost as if someone's trying to drive a wedge between us."

"Reina. Come here." I stood. Grabbed my tablet. Walked into his office. He paced behind his desk. Three steps one way. Three steps back. "What happened?" I asked. "Brennan found the leak." He stopped. Looked at me. "It was Morrison. David Morrison. Board member for fifteen years." I let shock register on my face. "Morrison? That can't be right." "That's what I said. But Brennan showed me the evidence. Emails between Morrison and Jonathan Chen. Dates matching the leaks. Payment transfers to an offshore account." Adrian's hands clenched. "He's been selling company secrets for six months."

Lea was flushed with embarrassment and then immediately dragged Annie out of the room. “Please where is the restroom?” she asked from around and after getting a few directions, she was dragging Ann inside the restroom, where the girl just puked the rest of the content she had been holding up in her mouth to the ground. “Disgusting!” Lea cussed and looked away. Brent probably would be waiting for them and this drama queen here just created trouble for her. Brent was having his own troubles with the security at the door that wouldn’t just let him in. “Like hell, I just went out through this door, a few minutes ago.” He complained but they didn’t pay attention to his complaints.

“Apparently journalism.” Brett leaned in, scanning the screen, eyes moving quickly across the lines. His face changed quickly, the way it did when he saw something he didn’t want to touch, nose wrinkling slightly. “Oh. Yeah. No. That one’s a trap.” Paul looked betrayed, hand to his chest again like he’d been wounded. “You too?” Brett shrugged, shoulders rising and falling with exaggerated casualness. “I don’t want to cry on a podcast.” Paul scoffed. “That’s cowardice.”