Lucy Adler Leaked Novels & Stories

Spencer, get everything ready, because I'm hitting back against Lucille's defamation. "Also, gather all records, including bank statements of Casper's transfers to Lucille, the apartment purchase, and the hotel videos. Keep them ready to drop at any moment's notice." Hanging up, I watched a clip of Lucille playing the victim in an online interview without a single ripple of emotion in my eyes. "Lucille, Casper, I'm going to take back everything you owe me, piece by piece." … The next morning, I leaked the DNA paternity report online, alongside the complete history of Casper's bank transfers to Lucille and photos of the downtown apartment deed.

The screen lit up, showing a dimly lit scene where a man was tugging at a woman. Everyone froze in shock. Flashbulbs fired relentlessly as reporters eagerly captured what they assumed would be the next big scandal in high society. Lucy didn’t even turn around to confirm; the reaction from the crowd told her all she needed to know. Bursting with excitement, she pointed at Sarah and announced, “That woman in the photo is Sarah Sanders, Adams University’s school counsellor and my former sister-in-law! I’m exposing her for the shameless woman she is—cheating on her husband and seducing men!”

I posted several photos of the necklaces and screenshots of our chat history on social media, but Lucy flat-out refused to admit the truth. She claimed the chat logs had been doctored and insisted I had forced her to say those things. In response, I uploaded detailed photos of the necklaces along with a signed confession from her father before he left. Surprisingly, the confession didn’t draw much attention. Instead, netizens were fixated on the revelation that “Lily” was actually named Lucy Walker.

Every email, every transfer, every manipulated record pointed to one name. And there it was. Bold and undeniable. Ethan Mardell. Lucas’s long-time financial advisor. The man he had trusted more than anyone outside the family. Amara’s eyes widened. “Ethan? He wouldn’t…” Lucas didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. The evidence spoke louder than words: Ethan had leaked confidential files to Adrian, timed perfectly to destabilize Lucas’s empire and use Amara as leverage. “How could he betray you like this?” Amara whispered.

Raymond called before I could answer. “Sir, someone leaked the story. It’s everywhere, photos, names, details. Reporters are outside your building and Ms. Harper’s apartment.” “Who leaked it?” “We’re checking, but the photos came from the park. The same ones Adrian sent your mother.” My stomach dropped. Adrian. “Get legal on this now,” I said. “They can’t use the kids’ photos without consent.” “I’ll try, but it’s already viral.” I hung up and looked at Lily, who was staring blankly at her phone.

The living room smelled like sex and tension. Lucy sat curled between Sarah and Ethan on the couch, still naked, cum slowly drying on her thighs and belly. Alex paced nearby, phone in hand, checking how far the video had spread. The blurry bathroom footage was everywhere now — campus groups, local Reddit threads, even a couple TikTok stitches with mocking captions. “They’re talking about expulsion,” Lucy said quietly, staring at the latest email from the Dean’s office. Her voice shook, but there was something else underneath it. A dark current of excitement she couldn’t quite hide.

Another of a woman stepping out, her face partially hidden by shadows and hair. Elara. He stopped walking. The building’s noise seemed to dull, like someone turned the volume down on the world. It didn’t matter that it showed nothing else. The internet was already ablaze. He stared at the screen for a beat too long, jaw tightening. Julian studied him. "Was this you?" "No." “Then who leaked it?” Adrian didn’t answer. He handed the phone back and walked through the glass doors without a word. “Do we know who leaked it?”

she said without turning around. “Good morning to you too.” “Don’t be glib. Our family is being torn apart on national television.” She finally looked at me. “Who leaked this?” “I don’t know. But they know details. About Ethan running away. About Vivian leaving. About the recordings.” Her face paled. “The recordings can’t become public.” “I know.” “Adrian, if what’s on those recordings gets out, I’ll be ruined. Socially. Professionally. Everything.” Her voice shook slightly. “And so will you.”

Viv wasn't amused at all. "We don't know exactly who killed Lucy's mom, but we know it wasn't Michael. I'll ask one more time. What did you do?" She punctuated each word this time. How the fuck was I still in trouble? "He was the one that leaked the data to the Irish." I practically whined. This wasn't fair I was still getting shit when I did nothing wrong. "And?" She countered. "What do you mean and? We told her it was a data leak that lead the Irish to her house."

Hopefully we don't see each other again As I switched on my phone the news headline caught my eye "THE TYCOON MR IVAN MONTERO AND HIS MANAGER MISS ADELIA CINZIA SEX CONTACT LEAKED" The only thing on my mind as I went back to my apartment was 'i still had a chance with Ivan'. Who do you think leaked the contract?? Is it Adelia or Veronica?? Send in your answers Don't forget to like, vote, share and comment