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“I—I spoke to Emily.” “Emily? Again?” “No, it’s not what you think! Eternity is collaborating with Amora for the fashion show, and when I went to the studio, she was just… there.” “Okay… go on.” His eyes narrowed at me, suspicious. But I didn’t have time to defend myself. “Anyway… Emily said Jade likely leaked our marriage to the paparazzi. She saw her talking to this guy at a magazine cover shoot.” I wasn’t going to mention Flynn. That would only anger him more.

Both of them radiating fury. "How bad?" Adrian asked immediately. Sasha held up his phone. "It's everywhere. Every outlet. Every platform. Someone leaked the whole story." "Show me." He handed him the phone. Adrian's face drained of color as he read. Then he passed it to me. I didn't want to look. Made myself anyway. BILLIONAIRE CEO ADRIAN EMPORIO'S SECRET LOVE CHILD SCANDAL Twin Sons Kidnapped in Brutal California Home Invasion

“There’s something else.” Damian was already losing patience. “What?” “The media received another anonymous leak.” A cold feeling spread instantly through his chest. “What leak?” Nathan’s face tightened. “Private photos.” Damian’s expression changed immediately. “What kind of photos?” Nathan looked visibly uncomfortable now. “Photos from your marriage.” Damian froze. Outside on the balcony, Amelia suddenly noticed the change in his face through the glass doors. Something was wrong. Very wrong. Nathan handed Damian the phone silently.

“Well, in that case, wait here for me. I will take you home when it is almost time.” “Sure.” Myra nodded with a smile. After he left, her expression fell significantly. Earlier in the banquet, my cell phone vibrated upon receiving a MMS from an unknown number. A black-and-white photograph was attached in the MMS. There is a familiar woman in the picture—Lyla. Besides, there was a car, which I am exceptionally acquainted with and it is none other than Elliot’s gold Aston Martin. There was only a line of sentence underneath the photo—‘Lyla was the one who leaked the trade secrets of Chase Group’s Hilliville project’.

I knew I had to confront her immediately. I stormed out of my room, not even noticing Leah’s concerned calls. My mind was singularly focused. I grabbed my car keys and headed for the door, my hands shaking with anger. As I reached the driveway, I saw Mandy standing there, her eyes wide with concern. "Carina, what’s going on?" she asked, stepping closer. "It’s Maria," I said through gritted teeth. "She’s the one who leaked the information." Mandy’s eyes widened in shock. "What? Are you sure?"

“Billionaire Dominic Smith Accused of Embezzlement in Shocking Prenup Leak. Hidden Transfers and Shell Companies Tied to Dominic Smith During Marriage Revealed in Leaked Prenup Files. Liana Davids Opens Up—Sues Former Husband." I sat there and watched it all unfold like a tempest on my computer screen, the fury piling on top of fury as more news burst forth from the leak. Journalists wrestled to get comments. Internet forums buzzed with speculation. Investors, shareholders, and executives started spinning in a sea of jargon and uncertainty. And me, I just sat quietly. Camellia crept into my office with her eyes weighed down, holding Courage in one hand. "Mommy? You're up early."

“Knew what?” There was a beat of silence. Then Landon whispered it. “He uncovered everything.” A cold slid through me. “Explain.” “He found the archives. The recordings. The accounts. The mayor’s private drives. He’s—he’s leaked them.” The car seemed to shrink around me. “What exactly did he leak?” I asked quietly. “The videos,” Landon croaked. “All of them. The girls. The meetings. The transfers. It’s everywhere. Social media. Private groups. It’s spreading.” My pulse did not spike.

But I had never used it. I turned on my computer. As I was waiting for the computer to come on, I browsed through my cell phone again. I found that Marie had sent a private chat with me, saying her husband went to work overtime again because someone leaked the news about the identity of Bryan's father. I clicked open the news page and searched for a long time, only to find nothing. When I was going to ask Marie, she called me. As soon as I answered the call, Marie said first, "Do you know that what I told you just now has been pressed down? Moreover, all the media outlets that reposted this will apologize publicly soon."

“‘Is this what goes on behind closed doors at Moretti Enterprises? Is this how all staffs are treated?’” My jaw clenched. I took the phone from her and scrolled further. “‘What an animal, she was probably just doing her job.’” “‘ I hope she never comes back to walk for that horrible man’” “‘He probably slept with her too’” I tossed the phone back onto the desk. “This could destroy everything” Amara said gently I already knew that. I paced, gripping the back of the leather chair. “Who leaked it?” “We don’t know yet” she said. “It came from an anonymous account. We’re running a trace, but…”

The Counterattack – Playing Dirty That night, a confidential file was leaked to the press. It was a dossier of every under-the-table deal Marcella Devereaux had orchestrated in the last decade. And when it hit the news? It was devastating. “EXCLUSIVE: Marcella Devereaux’s Secret Deals Exposed – Money Laundering, Bribery, and More” “The Real Queen of Corruption: Marcella Devereaux’s Hidden Empire” Suddenly, the story wasn’t about Isabella anymore. It was about Marcella. And as the cameras turned toward her, demanding answers—