Logan Valerie Leaked Novels & Stories

Valerie picked up her phone again, hesitating for a moment before dialing Lune’s number. The phone rang twice before Lune picked up, her voice sounding tired but hopeful. “Val?” “Hey, it’s me again,” Valerie said, her tone more serious this time. “I’ve been thinking about what we talked about… and I did some digging on Arlo.” Lune’s heart sank a little. “Yeah? What did you find?”

"Everett. Wake up." He opened his eyes. Looked at my phone. His face went pale. "Who did this?" I asked. My voice was shaking. "Who leaked the contract?" "I don't know." He grabbed his own phone. Started making calls. I kept reading comments. Watching the story spread. Within an hour it was on every gossip site. Every news outlet. Billionaire's Fake Engagement Exposed. Montague and Jovan Signed Contract for Publicity Stunt. Was Any of It Real?

To ensure that every employee understood why the company had changed hands, I gave my assistant one simple order— Make everything public and expose every last detail of what Ethan and Taylor had done. Overnight, news outlets and social media were flooded with their disgrace. And I? I embraced the new life that was finally mine.

"Valerie started this. She orchestrated the whole thing. I have the proof, Em. I can leak this right now. I can post these screenshots to Confessions and watch her reputation burn by first period." My finger hovered over the 'Send' key on a burner account I'd created. "Don't," Emma said. "Why not? They hurt Chelsea. They humiliated her." "Because if you drop this now, it's just drama," Emma said, her eyes sharp behind the lenses. "Valerie has money. She has spin doctors. She'll play the victim. She'll say Hartland pressured her. She'll cry, and the school will forgive her because she's rich and pretty."

THANK YOU FOR THE TELEMETRY. The investors stood up simultaneously, their faces twisting into expressions of deep fury. "Is this some kind of joke, Valerie?!" the lead venture capitalist yelled, slamming his tablet onto the table. "You brought us into a private club to showcase a stolen, corrupted piece of Luther Corp software? Do you have any idea what the legal ramifications of this are?!" "No! It’s a mistake! Davis, fix it!" Valerie screamed, grabbing Davis by his collar, shaking him violently as tears of pure panic began to ruin her makeup. "You told me the drive was clean! You told me it was proprietary! Fix it!"

Flora had slapped Leo in public, right in front of strangers and their own pack. Some people laughed about it. Some gasped in shock. Some shook their heads in disbelief. But none of them ignored it. Valen sat in his office, a glass of drink in his hand. The morning light came through the tall window, making the liquid in his glass shine a dark amber. He swirled it slowly, calm, while his mind was far from calm. A slow smile spread across his face when one of his men came in with the gossip. The man bowed slightly, waiting for Valen’s sign before speaking.

her voice trailed off with an excited squeal. Although the trip to Bali was supposed to be between the both of us– I wasn't surprised the paparazzi somehow got wind of it. Valerie's voice cut through my thoughts, "Girl you better start talking. Otherwise I'd practically drive down to the company, create a scene so the whole world would know my best friends is keeping secrets," I shrugged, "Val honey, Lucas and I aren't secrets, would never be," "Are you saying what I'm thinking is true?"

"I just got a ping from our scouts at the Thorne border. Noah has declared a state of 'emergency' within his inner circle. He’s hunting for the leak." I looked at him, my brow furrowing. "What are you talking about?" Kaelen swallowed hard, his eyes darting to the hallway where the nurses were huddled. "The Grand Ball. The pool. Someone leaked the details of Noah choosing Doreen over Marie to a local blogger ten minutes ago. Noah thinks it was Valerie. He thinks she’s the one who gave you the leverage." The air in the hallway seemed to vanish. I thought of Valerie’s red eyes, her loyalty to a friend that had just put a target on her back. If Noah was desperate enough to reject his mate in fro

Chapter 85: Curiosity Kills The Cat Valerie’s fingers tapped impatiently on her screen as she scrolled through Sienna’s I*******m page for the third time that morning. Same recycled content, Law stuff Art, gallery shots, filtered selfies with nauseating quotes like “Grace finds those who seek it.” Ugh. But that wasn’t why Valerie was stalking her. Her eyes paused at a throwback post—Rue’s hand around Sienna’s waist. They were at some rooftop party. It was old, but it was still there.

she sneered. Valerie’s fists clenched. Her eyes shimmered with tears. She cursed the day she ever trusted Tiffany with something so personal. Back then, she had considered her a friend—even if they fought often. "No wonder you keep losing all your friends. You’re not worth anything, not worth keeping around," Valerie snapped. She turned her gaze to Tiffany, now filled with raw hatred. "I bet Logan will choose his fated mate over some trashy wannabe Luna who hasn’t even earned the title."