Maddy Smith Leaked Mga Nobela at Kwento

“That's not true! I know nothing about the M&A plans you speak of!” “Then how do you explain the leak? No one else in the firm knew of the Merger, except the CEO. I mean he wouldn't shoot himself in the leg by leaking this, would he? Who else works close to him every other day? Who else could have access to that information?” My tongue hung heavy against the roof of my mouth as everyone looked in my direction again, their stares accusing. “That's right,” Madison continued with a smug smile. “It's you.”

“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.”

and “repairing relationships with adult children.” Freya closed the laptop, satisfied. "Time to go have a banana milkshake." She stretched. "Hundred letters successfully sent. Yayyy..." *** By morning, the internet and whole world was on fire. “FOOTBALL PRODIGY EXPOSED?” “XANDER SAVAGE ACCUSED OF AFFAIRS WITH MARRIED WOMEN” “BRAGGING LETTERS LEAKED—IS THIS YOUR HERO?” Screenshots spread like disease. Group chats buzzed. Threads multiplied. TikTok narrations exploded.

Smith muttered to everyone's approval. Adam Smith has fallen asleep and drunk not seen people arguing about the act of Zayn and Brittany Brown. Nadhea's alpha soul awakens Adam's alpha soul due to the promise to make puppy together in Nadhea's stomach and even ends up null and void. Tring! Nadhea receives indirect news from three lackeys posing as Zayn and Brittany Brown's informants in prison. According to their careful existence, these two enemies were already in their hands. "The flash is in our hands. We're lucky Zayn and Brittany Brown didn't check on the informants ' deaths at his place of residence. They are still in prison so they can't go in and out unless there are people who take

Plus, he had the power to interfere with the legal process… "Ms. Smith's identity was supposed to remain confidential, but it was leaked today. My boss is livid," Mitch explained. "Let me be clear, if my boss wants to deal with you or Adrian, it would be as easy as crushing an ant. After all, if Lyrex Global can't even protect its only heiress, then it doesn't deserve to exist." With that, Mitch snorted and left. He didn't mind telling Otis the truth because he wouldn't be able to contact the outside world for the next ten years.

I stared at it for a long time. What really happened to Natalie Smith. I knew the public version. Everyone did. The arrest, the drug trafficking charges, the scandal that had dragged Leon’s name through every headline for weeks. I knew Natalie had been the one to leak stories tying Leon to her network, knew the Romanos had issued statements, knew the whole thing had spiralled into the PR disaster that had eventually led to a lawyer sitting in my father’s living room with a briefcase and a proposal. That was the version I had.

“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.”

I click the email open, and my pulse decides to audition for a death metal drummer position. The attachment loads with the speed of dial-up internet circa 1995, which gives me just enough time to contemplate whether it’s possible to die from anticipation alone. When it finally opens, I realize death might actually be preferable. A leaked document. The kind that gets buried by powerful families or starts actual wars. The kind that makes grown men weep and seasoned PR professionals consider career changes in pottery. A scandal involving Alexander Madrigal. My breath catches in my throat like I’ve just been punched by the universe itself.

Liza could be in danger and you’re over here, cup caking as if she is not missing. Sorry Maddy, I’ll be on my way. See you girls later. Now that he is finally gone Leah, please tell me where is your head at? What do you mean, Madd? You know what I mean? You have been off ever since you got released from the cells with Allred. Are you ok? Please talk to me. Leah, I rather you speak your mind than hold how you feel inside. I’m fucking torn ok! That shit that Jake pulled yesterday broke me, Maddy, I’m not like you. I can’t have the world beating down on me and walk around acting like I’m strong like fucking wonder woman!

Najaf took out his mobile phone, put his finger on his lips and gestured to Emily to remain silent. "Najaf Azfarin has not reached home. It is night and her number is not visible." Maida Begum's nervous voice came in the phone. Najaf panicked and put his hand on his head. This girl had become a torment for him. "It simply came to our notice then. “ Najaf said angrily. Emily stared at Najaf. Najaf pleaded with the two fingers of his hand in front of her and gestured with compulsion. "I don't understand. You get home right away. My heart is pounding."