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Violet weakly shook her head in response. "No," she replied. Patrick sighed once more, offering a comforting pat on her shoulder. He reassured her, "Don't worry, we'll figure something out." She managed a bright smile in return, and concurred, "Yeah." "Mr. Wickham," Lorelei said as she approached the pair. She appeared disturbed as she stated, "The leaked documents have caused big trouble for Imperial Enterprises." With that, she handed over a newspaper. The front page displayed a headline detailing the leak of Imperial Enterprises' core technology, putting tens of thousands of customer records at risk.

No answer. Julian looked at the backing board. “There were more names.” Bellamy whispered, “Yes.” Daniel’s voice was quiet. “Then damage has already been done.” Leah looked at the ghost of Olivia’s name again. Resolved. Corrective declaration. Family correction. Olivia had refused. Olivia had been corrected. Olivia had vanished. And now Leah stood in her name, surrounded by the people who had learned how to make refusal disappear. The first open crack had not broken the whole wall.

Liam stood on the balcony outside the study, his shirt half-buttoned, scotch in hand, eyes trained on the horizon like a soldier waiting for the next attack. Below, Nova walked the garden with Cassia in her arms, the toddler giggling as she reached for fireflies. It was one of those moments that shouldn’t be possible after everything they’d endured. But then the phone in his pocket buzzed. A single message from Leila. “We have a breach. Someone leaked the safehouse locations. Internal.” Liam’s heart froze mid-beat. Not because he was surprised. But because betrayal was always a matter of when, not if.

We heard an overly sweet voice causing our heads to snap back. Ophelia stood leaning against the pub wall with her legs crossed. She was dressed in black leather leggings and a forest green top exposing her cleavage. She stood up straight and sauntered over to us. The heels of her shoes clicked in rhythm with the rain. Levi moved towards her. His body shook with anger. "What have you done!" He growled out.

I cross the floor in long strides, reality overriding the heavy throb of lust in my veins. "What happened?" I ask, coming to a stop directly behind Oliver. I stand close enough that the heat of my chest brushes the back of his shoulder. Oliver inhales sharply, his spine locking rigid at the contact. He doesn't step away. He leans back a fraction of an inch, letting his weight settle against me for a microsecond before he catches himself and jerks away. "The leak," Chana says, her fingers flying over the keys. "The time-delay triggered fifteen minutes ago. Packets were delivered to the New York Times, Washington Post, Reuters, and two global broadcast hubs."

Before I can answer, the elevator to the penthouse pings open behind us. Kevin rushes out, drenched, panting, tie crooked, phone in hand. “Sir—Hailey—don’t get mad but—there’s been another leak.” Hailey gasps. “What?” Kevin swallows hard. “It’s… bigger this time.” Ethan’s voice is pure ice. “How big.” Kevin lifts the phone, screen glowing blue with horror. “Someone leaked a video,” he says. “From inside the company.” Hailey’s face pales.

The door burst open, and Olivia rushed in, her eyes wide with urgency. "I've found something," she exclaimed, breathless. "I hacked into their system and discovered a hidden network—a secret communication channel used by our adversaries." Amelia's heart skipped a beat. This could be their breakthrough, the key to uncovering the truth and stopping their enemies in their tracks. Olivia quickly took her place at the monitors, her nimble fingers flying across the keyboard as she accessed the hidden network. Lines of code flickered across the screen, revealing encrypted messages and a maze of digital pathways.

Levi growled. His mood perked up a little when he looked through his emails on his phone and saw the report from the forensic's team. The blue-haired girl who'd seemed heavily interested in What If during Natalie's game pitch was the leak. She'd overshared way too much during pillow talk with her girlfriend, and it seemed while she was passed out in post-coital bliss, her partner had gone to town on her Chassis laptop. "Damn Adrianne!" Levi grumbled as he closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat. She was a brilliant storyteller and knew way too much about Chassis and all their pipeline plans. By demanding her resignation letter and pressing charges, he'd be shooting himself in the foot.

“Yamelyan is already packing the primary physical assets in the lower transport block! We don't need your hundred-billion-dollar partnership! We have the ultimate leverage right here! We have the biological asset that Vuk Brankovic and the Serbian details will pay any price to secure! But definitely not his father though.” “Maeve, listen to me,” Leo stepped out from behind the pillar, his voice cracking with an intense, paranoid desperation as he held his hands up in the air. “Look at me, Maeve! You want the algorithms? You want the quantitative tracking codes? I’ll write them for you! I’ll go back into the administrative sedation chairs! I’ll run your data packets for the next ten years! Ju

Leo grinned proudly. "Knight Group." Olivia froze. For a moment. Then she walked quickly toward him. "Leo Carter." Her voice was calm but dangerous. The boy blinked. "Yes?" Olivia crouched beside him. "You know our rule." Leo pouted slightly. "No illegal hacking." Olivia nodded. "So why are you doing it?" Leo turned the screen toward her. "It's not illegal." Olivia looked at the screen. Then her eyes narrowed. The screen showed Knight Group's internal security system.