Mikaela Pascal Leaked Novels & Stories

she whispered weakly. I stepped forward immediately. “Tessa baby, listen to me—” But it was already too late. I checked my phone after I chased down Tessa and her stepmother. Phones around us started buzzing simultaneously. Notifications. Headlines and Trending posts. Somebody had leaked everything. THAILAND SCANDAL EXPLODES AROUND RICHARD ANDERSON. SECRET CHILD ALLEGATIONS SURFACE. My vision blurred violently. Sophia promised. I turned around, but Sophia was gone. I barely remembered leaving the courthouse.

“Leak it tomorrow.” Mia texts back instantly. Done. Giselle is going to lose her mind. Elena smiles, real for the first time in days. “Let her.” ************************************************* Giselle’s POV The guard slides the tablet through the slot. “Visitation footage leaked, Romano. You’re trending again.” I open the link. The photo loads. Elena’s hand. The ring. Julian’s arms. Caption: Hayes proposes to single mom hero – sources say “They’re endgame”

Chapter Twenty-Five Priscilla’s POV The fake DNA report leaked at 9:47 a.m. on a Thursday. I was in the middle of a video call with our European distributor when Elena burst into my office without knocking, her face was pale. She slid her tablet across the desk. The headline screamed in bold letters: “Shocking DNA Evidence Exposes Entrepreneur Priscilla Marlow’s Five-Year Deception – Twins Not Creighton Cross’s Heirs.”

I asked. Pascal hesitated. "It says that more evidence will be released in twenty-four hours," he said. "More photos. More videos. More financial documents. Unless..." He trailed off. "Unless what?" I demanded. Pascal looked at me with something like pity in his eyes. "Unless you resign immediately," he said. The room fell completely silent. I sat there, unable to breathe. This is Victoria. It had to be. She was threatening to release more fake evidence unless I gave up everything.

‎ ‎Then added softly, ‎ ‎“That might become a problem.” ‎ ‎Across the city, in a dim apartment lit only by a laptop screen, Malia stared at the same gala headlines. ‎ ‎The videos had already spread everywhere. ‎ ‎Her humiliation replayed endlessly across the internet. ‎ ‎Her nails dug into the desk as another article loaded. ‎ ‎Another photo of Melissa standing beside Jayden. ‎ ‎The position she had wanted. ‎ ‎Slowly, she opened a new message window. ‎

Kim yells pouting. "I did? Do you love me that much to not want to lose me to death? How did you two even knew I was here?" Micaela jokes but only I knew behind that joke is also the truth she's hiding from her friends and her fans. "Don't joke with death, you silly pretty face! You know how much we cherish you, there's no one like you round the globe. And for the second question you should know the answer already, every little thing goes to the internet especially when you're a celebrity" Sabrina replies.

Makaila concluded as she took the tray of extra large pizza and drinks and walked to their table. "Took you long enough." Bethany snorted. Makaila ignored her again and that seemed to anger Bethany. Makaila placed the tray on their table. Bethany took her diet coke and made it slip so that it could pour on Makaila's cloths. Makaila gasp and quickly stepped back. The Coke also poured on her sneakers. They were her only pair of shoes. She was so frustrated, she almost started crying, in fact beads of tears were already coming out of her eye.

They'd found her. The siege was starting again. At midnight, Sarah's phone rang. She answered, listened, then turned pale. "What?" Maeve asked. "That was Marcus. Someone leaked Carter's sealed divorce records from Elizabeth. The whole story, the NDA, the payout, the allegations of controlling behavior." Sarah's voice was grim. "It's going to be front page tomorrow. Right alongside your interview." "Who leaked it?" "Does it matter? The damage is done." Sarah showed her phone. The headline was already live online.

“You’re thinking too much.” “I’m adjusting,” I whispered. “To peace?” he teased. “Apparently.” He sat beside me and passed me a slice of toast. “You’ll survive.” “I might spontaneously combust,” I said. He grinned and bit into his. “I’ll catch the ashes.” I laughed. Actually laughed. And it felt good. Then my phone buzzed again—this time with a notification from a gossip site. CELESTE CRUZ IN SHOCKING ONLINE SCANDAL. LEAKS PROVE CELESTE FED INFO TO ANONYMOUS BLOGGER FOR MONTHS.