Spencer Pratt Bombshell - Massive News Hours Before Polls Close in LA Mayor's Race
LOS ANGELES — June 3, 2026
Business leader John Putnam has attributed the rising support for Spencer Pratt in the Los Angeles mayoral race to widespread public concern over crime, homelessness, addiction, the aftermath of recent wildfires, and a difficult environment for businesses in the city and surrounding areas.
Putnam, president of Putnam Brands & Putnam Accessory Group, said many residents believe current political leadership has not adequately addressed these interconnected issues. He noted that Pratt’s direct and straightforward style of communicating his positions appears to be resonating with voters who feel disconnected from traditional political approaches.
The comments come as Los Angeles continues recovery efforts following the Palisades and Eaton fires that began in January 2025. Those fires caused extensive damage in areas including Altadena and the Palisades, affecting both residential neighborhoods and local businesses such as restaurants, salons, and retail establishments.
Putnam highlighted challenges facing the local economy, particularly in Santa Monica, where his company is based. He stated that the area relies heavily on visitor revenue and that operating costs rank among the highest in surveyed cities due to regulations and other factors. He also observed that while some violent crime statistics have shown improvement in broader trends, residents continue to report concerns about petty crime and quality-of-life issues.
Separately, Los Angeles County election officials reported two incidents of potential interference in the days leading up to the June 2 primary. A small number of ballots were discovered burned inside an official ballot drop box at the Department of Public Social Services-Civic Center in Los Angeles. The incident occurred between the last collection on Saturday and the first collection on Sunday. In Long Beach, vandalism was found at the voting center located in Cesar E. Chavez Park on Sunday morning. Officials stated that voting operations continued without interruption at the affected site. The county registrar-recorder’s office said it is reviewing both incidents, working to identify any affected voters, and making replacement ballots available as needed.
Pratt, a former reality television personality, has drawn attention in the crowded mayoral field by focusing on these local frustrations. Putnam said even voters who may not ultimately support Pratt are paying attention to the issues he has raised.
The primary election will narrow the field of candidates for the November general election. Voter sentiment in the weeks leading up to the primary has reflected ongoing debates about public safety, recovery from the wildfires, economic conditions, and the effectiveness of current city leadership.
Election officials have emphasized that the reported incidents involved a limited number of ballots and that safeguards remain in place to ensure the integrity of the voting process. Further updates on the review of the incidents are expected in the coming days.
My Husband Slapped Me Twice in His Jewelry Store—Then I Discovered He'd Forged My Signature to Steal My Mother's Company
My husband slapped me twice in his luxury jewelry store while his mistress smiled. I left my wedding ring on the counter and warned him about his shares. But he had no idea I'd discovered a forged document giving him control of my inheritance. With my twenty-ninth birthday approaching, he was preparing to sell my mother's beloved workshop. Then an old photograph arrived from Vermont. The man in it was my father—the man I'd buried seventeen years earlier. And my husband already knew he was alive.
PART 1.
Nathan's hand connected with my face before I could finish saying his name.
The first slap sent my head turning toward a glass display filled with emerald necklaces.
The second knocked me backward against the counter, and I lost my balance, landing hard on the polished marble floor of his Madison Avenue jewelry store.
For a moment, all I could hear was the soft music playing through the ceiling speakers.
Nathan stood over me, breathing heavily.
Celeste Rowan watched from beside a brightly illuminated jewelry case, wearing a champagne-colored silk dress and a smile that made my stomach turn.
She didn't move to help me.
"Why are you here?" Nathan demanded.
"Are you following me now? You can't just show up and cause a scene."
I touched my cheek.
Blood filled my mouth where my teeth had cut the inside of it.
Near the entrance, an employee stopped arranging a tray of jewelry.
Another worker looked down at the floor.
Nobody said anything.
Four years earlier, Nathan had slipped a diamond ring onto my finger and promised that we would build something beautiful together.
Now he had struck me in front of the woman he'd been sleeping with for six months.
I pushed myself upright.
"I came to give you something back."
My fingers trembled as I removed my wedding ring.
I placed it carefully on the glass counter.
Celeste's smile widened.
"I guess she finally understands," she murmured.
I ignored her.
"My lawyer will be claiming half your shares by tomorrow," I told Nathan.
His expression changed.
The anger disappeared so quickly that it almost frightened me.
"Emma, wait."
I turned toward the entrance.
"Emma, you don't understand what you're doing."
"That's funny," I said quietly.
"Because for the first time in four years, I think I do."
He followed me halfway across the showroom.
"Don't make this ugly."
I looked back at the woman standing beside him.
"You already did."
Outside, I climbed into a cab and photographed my swelling cheek before calling Maya Ortiz.
Maya had been my attorney for only eight days.
In those eight days, she'd uncovered enough irregularities in my mother's company records to make me question almost everything I believed about my marriage.
"Did you go to the store?" she asked.
"Yes."
"What happened?"
"Nathan hit me. Twice."
She went silent.
Then her voice sharpened.
"Are you safe?"
"I'm in a cab."
"Go directly to urgent care. I'll meet you there. And Emma?"
"Yes?"
"Don't speak to him again."
I stared through the window at the traffic moving along Madison Avenue.
"I need you to preserve the security footage," I said.
"We will."
"And I need that shareholder meeting stopped."
Maya exhaled.
"We're working on it."
The meeting was scheduled for Friday.
My twenty-ninth birthday.
It was also the day a document bearing my forged signature supposedly transferred the voting rights attached to my forty-two percent ownership interest in Vale Atelier to Nathan.
My mother, Louise Vale, had spent thirty years building the workshop.
Nathan intended to sell it.
And unless we could prove the document was fraudulent, he might have enough voting power to make that happen.
The signature looked convincing.
The notary stamp appeared legitimate.
But I had been in Portland, Oregon, with my aunt on the day I supposedly signed it.
I had never authorized Nathan to vote my shares.
That evening, after a doctor examined my injuries and I gave a statement to the police, my phone vibrated.
The message came from Ruth Miller, my mother's retired bookkeeper.
There was a photograph attached.
A gray-haired man stood outside a small repair shop in Vermont.
He held a jeweler's loupe against one eye.
His faded green field jacket looked painfully familiar.
So did the pale scar running across his left thumb.
I enlarged the photograph.
My breath stopped.
I had seen that face in framed photographs, birthday albums, and dreams for seventeen years.
Martin Vale.
My father.
The man whose empty coffin I had watched disappear into the ground when I was twelve.
Below the photograph, Ruth had written:
Emma, I think you deserve the truth.
Then another message arrived.
Please don't tell Nathan I've contacted you. I believe he's already found your father.
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