Countdown to My Divorce

“I–It was Samantha.”

Tyler sneered. “Well, at least you’re honest. What else did Samantha say?”

“She said if I could get some spicy photos of the two of you, she’d give me a bonus.”

Tyler raised a brow. “How about you come inside now? I’ll help you stage a few.”

“N–No need for that.”

Now that he’d been caught, he wouldn’t dare actually ask Tyler for anything outrageous. He knew perfectly well why Samantha was offering so much money.

It was because this man wasn’t just anybody. If it were some average guy, she’d never offer that kind of cash. That was the key point.

“How much did she offer you?” Tyler asked.

“Seven grand,” the guy said nervously, raising seven trembling fingers.

Tyler thought for a moment. “I’ll give you twenty one thousand. Photograph her instead.”

The guy looked stunned. “Twenty one grand?”

the time, his jobs only paid

most.

had ever offered him this

amount. And don’t worry, it won’t affect what you’re getting from Samantha. I’ll delete a

I’ll shoot whatever

gestured with his finger. “Come

up and even made breakfast since

to eat when Tyler walked in. He

for a second. It sounded oddly

humming the theme song from an animated film.

hard to believe.

she could hide

asked, “Never seen someone sing before? Is that funny

froze. “Not really. It’s just that song and your whole persona don’t really

grabbed the sandwich on the plate across from her and took a big bite without asking. He asked, “Then

instantly imagined

in

1/2

This was killing her.