Victoria Xavier Leaked Mga Nobela at Kwento

•• Victoria’s POV ••• I frowned. Unexpected rumors? “What kind of unexpected rumors?” I asked Ali, who readily handed me her tablet. On the screen, there was a huge headline saying, “Victoria Solace, the future Luna of the Infernal Shadows Pack, had leaked confidential files from Alpha Damien’s company, causing the pack to suffer huge losses!” And another one that said, “Victoria Solace uses her status as Alpha Damien’s fiancée for corporate espionage! Alpha Damien has chosen the wrong Luna for his pack!”

he murmured, though they both knew it was a lie. Two days later, the news of Victoria Kane’s confession broke across every major outlet. She was done. Under the relentless pressure of interrogation, Victoria had finally cracked. She confessed to her dealings with Julian Blackwell , the strategic leaks, the manipulation of the board, and the attempts to dismantle Knight Enterprises from within. She even named Daniel Cross as one of her accomplices, though she painted herself as the true architect of the plot. The empire she had helped build, the one she had schemed to control, had turned on her....

Xavier said he didn't like it but he kept looking at it again and again. "Mommy, I saw Beautiful Ms. Lawson's photo when she was a kid today. She looked just like me! I also saw her photo when she was younger, and she looked just like Mommy! "Goodnight, Mommy. I'm going to bed now! Otherwise, Xavier will be mad at me for playing on my smart watch again! "Oh, by the way, Mommy. Xavier hacked Fletcher Corporation's website today. Don't tell him I told you this! Goodnight!"

After reading all that, Zivon was understandably pissed. Watching as Zivon’s grip tightened around the phone, Xavia—who could sense that something was seriously off—then said, “Let me see it.” By the time she was done reading, Xavia’s face had gone pale as she added, “…This has already happened quite a while ago… Why is the leak being published after all this time?” “Unfortunately, it seems that we weren’t the only ones who knew about what happened that night… Still, who could’ve leaked them…?”

“Then it’s time to make ours.” Before I could ask what he meant, the screen flashed with a breaking update. The reporter’s voice was tense. “We’ve just received a leaked video implicating Victoria Lancaster in new financial crimes dating back to her time at Westbrook Enterprises. The source of the leak remains anonymous, but insiders claim the evidence is damning.” I felt the blood drain from my face. “No… this can’t be happening.” Elias’s grip tightened on my hand. “This is Selene’s doing. She’s trying to bury you again.”

Now. I grab the remote. Turn on the TV. Channel 5 is showing a press conference. Victoria Chen stands at a podium. "Thank you all for coming," she says. "I've called this press conference to address the charges against me and to make one final statement about Alessia Reed Walker." "Oh God," I whisper. Jeffrey sits beside me. Takes my hand. On screen, Victoria continues. "Yes, I leaked sealed documents. Yes, I bribed a court official. Yes, I fabricated evidence. I admit all of it. And I'd do it again."

He said hoarsely, "Brock is already dead, and the past is in the past. You should understand what I mean when I say that, right?" She continued shivering as she stood outside the car. After a while, she said in terror, "The photos… The photos from back then have been leaked." Xavier was taken aback. She held up her phone and scrolled to a news article. It showed a photo of that traumatic time—she was bound and gagged in a sheep pen in nothing but her underwear, and her eyes were filled with sheer terror. The worst part was that her relationship with Xavier had been exposed. "Violet Johnston: Ex-Girlfriend of Brightstone Group's CEO"

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I'm sitting cross-legged on the floor in Damien's hoodie, eating gas station crackers, and staring at a photograph of Victoria Hale like if I look long enough she'll tell me her secrets. She won't. She never has. "Talk me through it again," I say. Damien doesn't sigh. That's one thing I've learned about him in twenty nights. He doesn't sigh when I ask him to repeat himself. He just turns around, leans against the desk, crosses his arms. "Victoria knows about the recordings," he says. "Chen confirmed it an hour ago. Someone inside the federal office leaked it. We don't know who yet. What we do know is that Victoria's been moving money since midnight."

“You think I didn’t see her? Standing there? Listening? Do you even care how this makes me look? How this makes your Luna look? Do you actually understand what it is? Word has been spreading around, and I have suppressed all rumors for years. YEARS, Xavier! But you came here and ruined all of it in a matter of seconds because, AGAIN, despite everything, you still chose to fucking follow her. You are still…” But the rest of my words never came. A sharp, tearing pain ripped through me, so sudden it stole my breath. My fingers clawed at his shirt as my body doubled forward. I put my hand on my stomach as I tried to breathe before shaking my head, the pain becoming too much. “Valerie?” His voice