Joey Fisher Leaks Novels & Stories

FAE Our Sunday plans with my friends went through as expected. My friends arrived as early as nine, picked up by Jigo’s driver. After a quick snack, we started showing Joanna, Pam, and Kacey around the property. Thanks to our nightclubbing before, the three were no longer awkward around Jigo. The conversation was lively and loud. They teased us about the pictures from last night’s party going viral on social media, even more so than our clubbing photos, because the press was there. We hadn't checked our social media, but Jigo spoke to the family publicist on the phone earlier so we knew that Lola Leah already heard about it. She saw a video of our moments on the dance floor because many gues

Cho's junior partner on another fielding panicked calls from board members, Reyes hunched over his laptop trying to trace the exact source of the leaked material now spreading rapidly across financial news outlets. "It's not the full release," Reyes said finally, looking up with a frown that carried more confusion than relief. Just a fragment, three documents, all real, all damaging, but nowhere near the scope of what we saw in that dead-man's switch file at the cabin. This isn't Colleen's full plan executing early. It's something smaller. "Then what triggered it?" Damian said, pacing the length of his office, exhaustion fraying the edges of his usual composure.

I said in an impassive tone, loosening my fists. Christian clenched his jaws, sneering at me. The sudden build of tension was soon dissipated when several phones chimed at once. I looked at Jackson and he pulled out his phone. “The details about Beta Carys’ trail in AAC have been leaked on the internet,” Jackson whispered. I looked at the reporters, then at Joshua and Edith.

You only have to look like you belong. Leo put his cup down and stepped forward, rubbing at the ache between his eyes with his thumb. “Jennifer confessed,” he said simply. It wasn’t a defense of her, only a fact placed on the table so the rest could be arranged around it. “But the worst leaks weren’t her work. I know how she moves. She’s a show-off. The person doing this… is not.”

" He screamed swatting all his stuff on his desk. Mad is an understatement. "Who the fuck leaked that?!" James yelled. "We don't know, sir. But I'm sure that person knew our every transaction," his man explained. "Leo. It must be him. Find out who that traitor is working for. If he works for that old man or the Jensen or even for the other gang," James commanded. The man vowed and left. "What are we going to do now, Sir?" His new right-hand man asked. "They want to play like this, then fine," James said clenching his fist.

Sarah said, walking away, swaying her hips. “Which old man?” Jeremy asked sharply, realization hitting him. “Wait,” he said, but Sarah didn't stop. She smiled mysteriously as she walked away, certain that Jeremy would try to reach her. Jeremy picked up his phone quickly and dialed Leah's number. “Hello, husband,” Leah teased. But Jeremy was in no mood for jokes. “It's been confirmed, Leah. Mr. Fisher is alive.” Leah's heart sank. Her playful demeanor quickly vanishing. “You confirmed this, how?” She asked, her mind racing, her head spinning.

“I won’t push you now. I’ll give you time to think about what I said, about what I want. I hope… one day, you and I can grow closer as father and daughter.” He nodded politely at Elsa and Ashley, then turned toward the door, completely ignoring the three alphas. But right before stepping out, he paused. He looked at Riley again. “Oh, by the way, Riley…” he said casually. “Have you ever wondered how the video of you and your mates at the restaurant got leaked to the media, when no one except the staff was inside at that time?” The entire room went still. A cold chill crawled down Riley’s spine. Leo’s expression sharpened instantly.

" The video clip quickly gained traction. The news about Tobias being a bastard was the concern of the public once again. Tobias was having dinner with Lucy when he got an emergency call from Finn. "It's a disaster, Mr. Ripley. Something bad's happened." Tobias asked, "What is it?" "Joey made a video revealing sensitive information. It's on the trending topic now. Our team is suppressing it as we speak, but the video was forwarded and shared at too fast a pace that the news leaked out nonetheless!" Tobias was surprised. Then, he sneered and asked, "Joey? How did she do anything when she's behind bars?"

In fact, I was too relaxed for the ongoing chaos. Joe stared at me quietly for a moment. “You leaked this?” The silence inside the car answered him anyway. He stared harder. “Quinn.” “What?” I snapped. “Yes, I did it,” I admitted quietly. His fingers tightened on the steering as he bit his lips hard. “Fuck!” he yelled, inadvertently honking the car. “What?” A cold smile touched my lips. “I didn’t leak everything,” I said calmly, “I only gave them enough to start digging.”

As though he were terrified of something much bigger than an angry coach. Jace emerged a few minutes later. The moment I saw him, I stood. He looked exhausted. His tie had been loosened, and he'd run a hand through his hair so many times that it refused to stay in place. "How bad is it?" I asked quietly. He rubbed the back of his neck before answering. "Worse than we thought." We started walking toward the exit together. "Someone leaked confidential scouting reports, injury updates, and disciplinary records to a sports blog." I frowned. "Why would anyone do that?"