Joey Fisher Leaks Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Another one?” Leo set the cup down and turned on the TV. The news flashed across the screen, headlines showing ‘Tech Empire Blackwood Faces Security Breach Scandal’. “They’re already spinning it,” Leo said, crossing his arms. “Someone leaked the information about the bombs to the media. They’re saying it’s connected to the earlier scandal with your ex.” Jace’s stomach dropped. “Of course they are.” River frowned. “Who would leak that?” Sasha came back into the room, phone in hand. “Guess.”

“Boss, we’re all loyal here. Whoever’s been talking to the cops… they’re not one of us.” Leo’s gaze flicked to Connor, and his lips curled into a grim smile. “Loyalty isn’t just about words, Connor. It’s about actions. And someone here’s been very disloyal.” Reaching into his jacket pocket, Leo pulled out a phone and placed it on the table. “This is how it’s going to go. I’ve got a list of information that’s leaked. Dates, times, specifics.” He tapped the screen, bringing up the list. “Each of you is going to explain where you were and what you were doing when these leaks happened.”

She retorted, "I didn't say that. Don't talk nonsense!" Joey looked confused. "Did I hear it wrong? Regardless, Ms. Fisher is jealous because of this matter and she hasn't cooperated with the work. It leaves me in a dilemma." Zachary gave her a piercing look. Joey felt unnerved under his gaze. Nevertheless, she calmed down and continued, "Uriah explained that he encountered us in the elevator last night. He said you took care of me because we were neighbors. "However, Ms. Fisher accused him of wanting to act as a couple with me."

Victor felt as though he was punched in the guts. "You loser… Josh Schmidt, you're a fucking loser!" Josh grew anxious when he noticed the majority of public opinion in favor of Jameson. He nearly broke his phone out of anger. "Jameson Schmidt, is this your doing? You must have leaked the news!"

A WEEK AGO. THIRD PERSON'S POV Joana quietly slipped back into her apartment in the middle of the night. With all the chaos currently happening, and she and her mother's failure to steal the company from her father an his family, she had been on a low. Even worse, she knew Jeffery had figured her out, and he now had the knowledge that she was the one who leaked those videos of them. He also knew she was shagging Abel, and was responsible for the fake photos of Kayla.

he’d laughed. I had clicked Submit before I could lose my nerve. Now, a few weeks later, I had a confirmed shoot. Tonight. I reached for my phone and opened our chat. Me: Joey… they confirmed tonight. I’m actually shaking. What the hell did I get myself into? His reply came almost instantly. Joey: OH MY GOD YESSSSS. My sexy black goddess is about to take the industry by storm.

But then, as if the words had been waiting in my throat for the right moment to leap out, I said, “Have you heard about the leaked information and the photos?” The change in him was instant. His face sharpened, his posture straightened, and the pleasant ease between us shattered. “What photos?” I hesitated. “Louis told me yesterday. Someone has been leaking information from the company, including things about the AI project. And… there are personal photos. Of Damian, of Emily, of others. Even of me. Of Oscar.” His jaw tightened so sharply I heard his teeth click. “And no one thought to tell me?” “I didn’t know you didn’t know,” I said quickly, my pulse jumping. “I assumed—”

Today is going to be a good day. Today, the first one is going to fall. Mark Duke. It just so happened that someone leaked the evidence of him selling confidential information about the Ashford Global to not only several competitors but also leaking companies' tips for winning contracts. Perhaps whatever punishment falls on his back will not be as severe as I'd like, but after Levy went over all of his digital work and hasn't found anything worse, I was ready to settle for this. Someone needed to start paying for what happened to Jackson, and it's easy enough not to be traced back to me.

“Knew what?” There was a beat of silence. Then Landon whispered it. “He uncovered everything.” A cold slid through me. “Explain.” “He found the archives. The recordings. The accounts. The mayor’s private drives. He’s—he’s leaked them.” The car seemed to shrink around me. “What exactly did he leak?” I asked quietly. “The videos,” Landon croaked. “All of them. The girls. The meetings. The transfers. It’s everywhere. Social media. Private groups. It’s spreading.” My pulse did not spike.

“THE WHISTLEBLOWER!” Grayson came in behind me, still half asleep, hair messy. “What now?” I took the tablet and read the headline. My stomach dropped. I looked up slowly. “That’s everything.” Marcus nodded, serious. “Emails. Financial records. Offshore accounts. It’s huge.” Hanna leaned in closer. “Who leaked it?” Marcus shook his head. “No name yet.” Jamie whispered like it was a movie. “Secret hero.” Grayson crossed his arms. “Or someone with their own agenda.”