His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 79

Chapter 79: The Anonymous Donor

Edrick

As soon as I saw the picture on the tabloid, I knew that I had to have it taken down as soon as possible. I immediately felt my heart sink and, without another word to Selina or Moana, I called the tabloid straight away. This specific tabloid had been known to cause trouble in the past, so it was needless to say that I already knew the CEO somewhat well.

When I called his office, however, he didn’t sound too keen on selling me the image.

“I don’t know…” he said into the phone. “Tell you what; let’s talk about this in person, and maybe we can make a deal.”

I frowned. Why couldn’t he just speak over the phone, just like he always did? Either way, I had to get that image taken down; if my father saw that picture, and it was very possible that he already did, it would cause an uproar. So, I did what the CEO asked and immediately drove over to his office.

When I arrived, he was waiting for me in his dinky little corner office. It was honestly laughable to me that I had to meet a weasel like this in person.

“You can take your mask off,” he said, leaning back in his chair as I entered his office. I closed the door behind me and warily slid my mask down once I was certain that I wouldn’t be seen.

said with a condescending chuckle. “You know, that’s a very valuable image I’ve got. You’re gonna have to offer

felt my eyes widened. “Someone

the website, if you’d believe that. How much are you

that photograph public? I

I said with an exasperated sigh. “How much did

grinned.

hit the floor. I stood, shaking my head and folded my arms. “You’re bluffing,” I said angrily. “No one would pay a hundred thousand to

He then pointed to a check that was sitting on his desk; when I leaned over to look at it, I saw that

up to

the CEO said as he tapped his wristwatch.

to scribble

I don’t want you publishing photos of me or anyone else in my personal life on your shady little tabloid again,” I

widening as he saw the amount. “A… Million?” he

his desk then and leaned forward, coming face to face with him. This close, he was fairly greasy-looking, and one eye was lower than the other. “My lawyers are a whole hell of a lot better than

with disdain as he slowly took the check off of his desk with a shaking hand and folded it, slipping it into his pocket. “Right away, Mr. Morgan,”

my mask back on, straightened

…

the driver take me to the Morgan-owned bar, where I had a few drinks and sat by myself for a while. As I drank, I couldn’t stop

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