“Look, I know how you feel,” he says, growing exasperated himself. “But with

the way my approval ratings are dropping right now in my pack, if word got out

that I was working as ‘just a sous chef’ for my ex-wife, people would go feral. It

would be a nightmare. For both of us.”

“You’re overthinking it,” I retort. “Trust me, Karl. We’ll keep your identity hidden. I

promise.”

He sighs deeply, a troubled look crossing his face. “Look, why don’t you just call

Adam? He could help you. And honestly, he kind of owes you.”

The name hits me like a bucket of cold water, instantly raising my hackles.

“Adam? Really, Karl? Is that your solution?”

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He looks confused, taken aback by my sudden vehemence. “Why not? He’s in

the same field; he has the skills. You two know each other well.”

my eyes narrowed. “Adam

like oil and water. Plus, he

he[s

mean?” Karl asks, genuinely

gossip that would start if Adam helps me win

we’re colluding, or worse,

would be trying to secretly cater the

Karl,” I say,

understand.

his

begins, but

face. The

I need to be at the studio by 9 at the latest,

the city. It’ll take me a solid

the help of the

suddenly, I

a step closer to him, “do you remember that time

still married? We

to help me last-minute, and we

say, pleading with

mine, and for a second, I can

flash

remember,” he says softly, dropping his eyes,

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