Scarlet Kisses Leaked Mga Nobela at Kwento

She could not help but ask, “What - what is going on?” “I think Jessica’s office has leaked information about Liam’s adoption,” Kaleb suggested. “And as I said, any of my associates would never do that!” Jessica countered, her voice soaring at Kaleb. “What - what would make you think that, Kaleb?” Scarlett asked. Shaking his head, Kaleb took out his phone and showed Scarlett the reason for his worry. He replied, “Lisa contacted me. She even has a picture of us during the adoption hearing.” Hearing that, Scarlett’s mouth fell open. Her brows met while asking, “How - how is that possible?”

I add. "Someone who wanted to sell you before you knew you were for sale," Sylvia says. She looks at us steadily. "I did not engage with Garrick. I want you to know that. Whatever he is doing is not something I want to be part of." She pauses. "But I want to cover your launch. Properly. First access, your story in your words, published the week you open doors." I look at Priya. She looks back. This woman who sent a leaked deck back across the table covered in red annotations instead of using it as someone else intended is either the most useful person we have met this week or the most sophisticated one.

Calista cried. I gritted my teeth hearing what happened to her. My eyes directly searched for someone, and then I found her in the window. Scarlet and her friends are watching us, wearing a wicked smile to their faces. “Tell me more,” I uttered, without moving my eyes away from Scarlet. “They posted a picture of me with a warrior, kissing in the dark area, Luciana…” My blood just boiled. I may not know who did this, but I don't need to ask. My instincts were telling me that it's the bitches near the window.

The people there murmured and made side eyes which made her uncomfortable. “Lyssa, I think we should leave.” She whispered, holding Lyssa's hands. “No, we aren't leaving.” Scarlet walked up to a female teen who had eyes on her since she had entered. “Mind telling me why you all are looking at me?” Scarlet asked her sincerely. “Uhmm, it's just that, it's everywhere on the news and internet that you stole from the famous billionaire family and that you are his ex wife.”her voice quavered.

“The stock dump from the fake scandal will make the buy-in cheap. We’re already staging the third-party purchase.” Veronica raised a brow. “And Celeste?” “Soon to be a relic.” But as the words left his mouth, his assistant rushed in, breathless. “Miss Hale, tthere’s something you should see.” On the giant screen, a new headline was rising fast across every entertainment outlet: BREAKING: Celeste Laurent Releases Never-Before-Seen Memo on Shelved Indie Project – Accepts Responsibility, Calls for Industry Transparency Veronica’s smile faded. “She beat us to it,” Bradley whispered. “She leaked the real memo herself.”

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

Behind them, the media went completely insane. Within four minutes of the heavy iron bay doors dropping shut behind the SUV, the footage hit the internet. It didn't just trend; it detonated. The sheer, shocking intensity of the kiss—the raw, unvarnished hunger between the league’s most aggressive captain and its most pristine figure skater—utterly vaporized Marcus Vance’s leaked hallway video. By the time they reached the visitor’s locker room corridor, the algorithmic numbers were rolling in on Sarah’s tablet. The internet had completely bypassed the "domestic dispute" narrative.

Damien said gently, “but she might not have given birth to you.” A sharp knock at the door interrupted them. Sebastian entered moments later, his expression grim. “We have a problem. Navarro made contact.” Scarlett froze. “How?” “He sent a message directly to my private line. An encrypted video.” Sebastian tossed his phone onto the table and pressed play. The video flickered to life. Navarro’s face appeared—cold, smug, confident. "Sebastian Hale. Scarlett Hayes. You thought you could outrun ghosts? You were wrong. You took something from me… and now, I’ll take something from you. Tick tock."

I approached and asked, “What’s wrong?” She hung up and looked at me. “We were secretly filmed.” I froze. “When did this happen?” “Right when we came back at noon,” she said, opening her messages and tapping the link Alex had sent her. She handed the phone to me. “See it for yourself, my dear sugar daddy.” “….” It was already a trending topic. The comments section was exploding. Opinions varied wildly, but the most consistent claim was that Scarlett was my kept woman. My expression darkened as I read.

“I think... you’re the one thing they weren’t supposed to know about.” The door slammed open. It was Julius, Damien’s assistant. His Face looks pale. His Breath came in short gasps. “You need to see this.” He handed Damien a tablet. Damien’s eyes scanned the screen. Selene leaned over. “What is it?” His hand tightened around the tablet. “It’s not just a photo anymore. Someone leaked security footage from the gala. The moment I kissed you. From my own system.” Selene’s blood ran cold. “Who has access to your security?”