Jessica Guerra Leaked Novels & Stories

The next day, we tried to continue normally. Wedding preparations. Final details. Staying busy. But tension filled every moment. Waiting for the attack we knew was coming. Two days after discovering Angelina's involvement, it happened. I was having breakfast with Victoria when Jasper rushed in. His face was pale. Furious. "They've made their move." "What happened?" "Documents have been leaked. To the media. To business partners. Everywhere." "What documents?" He pulled out his phone. Showed me. News articles. Already published. Already spreading.

Since last night, Lila was the only one who had entered his office, and the confidential documents were leaked early this morning. He wasn't guarded against Lila, so she did have the opportunity to do this. Thinking about it in retrospect now, the lost tender document incident happened after Lila's arrival. Even though Jessica wasn't as outstanding as Serena, she was a capable worker and would never make such a rookie mistake. Whipping out his cellphone, he called Lila. Nobody picked up, and his heart sank. … At the police station, Justin was asked some questions and released. When he was leaving the police station, he called Lila again.

“Jessica… you— you’re not—” Jessica’s lips curved. Vivienne sank onto the couch as the truth slammed into her chest. “You’re working for him,” Vivienne whispered. “You’ve been working for him.” Jessica said nothing. “Say something!” Vivienne snapped. “Tell me I’m wrong!” “I was hired,” Jessica said calmly. “I did my job.” Vivienne laughed a sharp, broken sound. “Your job?” She gestured wildly. “The files,” Vivienne said slowly. “The proposals that vanished. The memos that somehow always landed in the wrong hands.”

More certain. More us. And just like that— The cracks didn’t seem so deep anymore. The relief was short-lived. Because the next morning— Jessica stormed into my office, eyes wild. "We have a problem." I shot up from my chair. "What now?" She shoved a tablet in front of me. "Calloway just made his next move." My stomach dropped as I read the headline. "Steele Industries Scandal: Leila Hawke’s Past Under Fire." I exhaled, my fingers tightening around the tablet.

“Now, someone is using that past against us. Maurice Williams. And he won’t stop until we’re destroyed.” A silence fell. Raw. Honest. Unpolished. Then Ethan added one final line. “But we’re not victims. We’re fireproof.” When the feed ended, I exhaled shakily. “You did it,” I whispered. He didn’t answer. He was staring at the phone. An alert blinked on screen. Marcus’s message. Jet intercepted. Cameron in custody. I sighed in relief. But the next message hit harder. Second alert: "Footage leaked. Not by Maurice. Anonymous drop. Not the file—something else. It’s the clinic. The insemination. The swap. All of it."

John reassured him and continued "Alpha Richard violated several laws regarding imprisonment and accusation of espionage. He clearly did not follow the protocol." -"And what does this mean?" Alexander asked eagerly. -"You will be free by nightfall. I have to go now. I must inform Alpha Richard about your releasement" -"Ok. Hurry up dude" At Alpha Richard's office -"Alpha Richard, I want you to give me the dossier with the allegations against Alpha Alexander"

“Would you tell the man trying to destroy your empire that the real enemy was still watching both of you?” Ava fell silent because she understood immediately. No. Lucas had protected himself first. Just like Adrian had. Everyone in this war kept choosing secrecy over truth. And now innocent people were paying the price. A sharp vibration interrupted the room. Elise looked down at her phone before her expression changed instantly. “Adrian.” He looked toward her. “Someone leaked internal Laurent Global records.” Ava’s stomach tightened immediately. “What records?” Elise swallowed once before turning the screen toward them.

“If even one of those files leak, it’ll make Cassandra look like child’s play.” “Who has the files?” Camellia clenched her jaw. “Juna Li.” Minutes before Sophie was due to go on, a low murmur rippled through the Summit press floor. A new post had gone viral. “Sophie Burnett: The Messages They Hid” Clips from years ago — private video diaries, therapy logs, incomplete drafts of Vault submissions — all leaked to the open net. One audio clip caught fire: “Sometimes I wonder if the world would be safer without Phoenix at all.”

Gupta gave him an apologetic look. “Sorry bud, I didn't have the courage to tell you this back then. But now that the cat’s already out of the bag…” Gupta said to Adam and shrugged. Jessica had tears in her eyes. She instinctively placed her hand on her crotch, seemingly trying to protect it. “How can you be so sure? You are just a doctor! Not a god!” Jessica tried to deny it. Dr Gupta didn't take it personally. It only made him feel even sadder for the girl.

Mason grabbed Stephan’s arm as he rushed past, his face etched with alarm. Stephan’s eyes were wild. “It’s… it’s happening again.” He gestured vaguely towards a group huddled near the flickering plasma screen in the living room. “Another message. Another leak.” Ava’s stomach lurched. The invisible hand that had torn her life apart was still at work. She pushed through the milling bodies, Mason close behind her, until they reached the screen. The familiar, stark white text against a black background filled the display. A new post It wasn’t just one name this time. A scroll of names, each linked to a damning revelation. A fuzzy photo of Mark and Jessica, tangled in a supply closet, their unifo