Novel & Cerita Jordan Beckham Leak

His voice got louder. “This video was leaked to the press a few days ago and it has already begun to negatively affect the Camelot stock. Kyle Danny has yet to make a statement on this matter. Though the press is expecting him to make an apology soon.” The man and woman were now in a smaller box on top of the phone screen and a news reporter appeared in the center.

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.

"Don't play dumb. These leaks are too perfect to be internet handwork. Did you leak Jessica's affair? Did you expose my father?" I met her eyes directly and made sure not to blink. "No." "Damien…" "Eva, I didn't leak anything. I woke up to the same notifications as you did. I'm just as surprised as you are." It wasn't technically a lie. I didn't leak anything. Roman did. Well, not Roman but Romos with over 50 million followers across the globe did and news outlets picked it up. She searched my face, clearly not convinced by my words. "You swear you had nothing to do with this?"

TRENT'S POV "Thank you all for coming," I began, speaking slowly and clearly into the microphone. My voice echoed through the room, sounding far more confident than I felt. Go me! "I know there have been a lot of rumors flying around recently about me and my family. Well, today I'm here to set the record straight." I paused briefly, steeling myself for what came next. Come on, Trent. You can do this. "It's true," I continued, the words feeling heavy on my tongue. "I was the one who leaked the medical records of my former teammate and friend, Jacksonville, a few months ago."

Beckham cuts him off as he pointed at him, gritting his teeth in rage. “I know I don't. But the little I know makes things clear. We have only met for a few hours and I think you should give what I said a thought.” Hadrian concluded before turning to leave. “Can I have the keys?” Beckham requested. Hadrian's lips parted and the door unlocked, Beckham sped out afterward, he didn't want to say a word, he just needed to be alone even though Hadrian's word would hunt him forever.

I barely got the words out. Jaxon walked into the living room, towel around his neck from his morning shower, and froze when he saw the screen. “Oh, for f—” He dropped the towel and snatched the remote. “What channel is this?” “It’s on all of them,” I said numbly, swiping through my phone. “Someone leaked my name. And yours.” He cursed again, sharp and low. “This wasn’t supposed to go public. You’re not a criminal. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Becky's eyes were tearing up. "BD. He was using the phone at the bar. I overheard him speaking to someone about getting the news stations to come down here to film you leaving the club. He- he told me to keep quiet about it. Then he hit me for eating the steak." Mare shared her drunk look of outrage with Ben. "How old are you Becky?" Ben asked. "Eighteen." she squeaked. "When." She paused then looked down. "Last weekend."

Leo sent them securely, through encrypted channels, to a global investigative news site known for publishing stories without any restrictions. Now we had to wait for the bombshell. Sleep was restless that night. My dreams hit me hard: Vera’s face in boardrooms, Eliot's pictures from childhood, and my hand holding his. Morning came in silence and then the thunder rolled. My phone buzzed relentlessly. Leo burst into the room with his phone with a headline: “Westbridge Capital Corruption Exposed – Massive Leak Shatters Global Trust”. Below, sub-headlines revealed the full scope: forged contracts, bribery schemes, illegal surveillance planes.

Beckham Said over the phone with a curious voice on what the business deals is all about this time around. "What do you want? You're wasting my time Dennis! Just say what you want and let me see if I can help over the phone! There's no need for us to met up for anything! Except I hear about the business first". Beckham spoke out over the phone, Letting him know that he wasn't in for "seeing each other" he should definitely go straight to the point. "I desperately want you to kill Donovan,but I really don't know why you're scared of him! Were you afraid that he was going to kill you?" He mock him for his inability of being unable to kill Donovan ever since he Told him about it.