Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

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I only have less than three months left anyway. 1 can afford to go all in.

We talked a while longer before hanging up. I checked my other notifications and found a message from Ethan Davies.

He’d sent screenshots from a private chat group. The first showed a conversation between an administrator and members;

Group admin message: “The male principal has increased the budget. Keep creating content, original posts preferred. The more vicious the attacks on Ms. Sinclair, the better. I’ll report upward and increase your payments!”

Below, Ethan had written: “I can go undercover for you.”

I frowned and typed: “What’s going on here?”

His reply came quickly: “My roommate sent me this freelance job opportunity – easy money, he said. We just take these talking points and post them under relevant news articles.”

“I know you’re nothing like what they’re saying in the news. So I’m staying in this group to collect evidence for when you need it.”

“How did you get access to jobs like this?” I wondered.

“College student – we take whatever gigs we can find.”

That struck a chord. I knew that life all too well. Five years ago, I was in his position–taking any job that paid. Working as a server, I rescued Rachel Hayes from an aggressive classmate. We became closer than sisters after that.

a bet once that Rachel lost, and she had to call me “sister” and come with me to my off–campus jobs.

took a deep breath. Rachel’s disappearance was my first real

come.

line of work? If it

message came through.

it! It’s just a part–time job. I do all kinds of side gigs,

voice message: “Alright then, collect as much

for dinner.”

“Great! I’ll look

Ethan’s POV

roommate explain how to make money as an online troll. My focus was on

slight musical quality that made

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you messaging? You’re smiling like an

up, feeling my face heat up.

“Nobody.”

asked with

“Not that status yet.”

a girl, huh?” He laughed and turned back to his laptop. “But seriously, the drama