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.

wanna pay me off, huh?” he said with a condescending chuckle. “You know, that’s a very valuable image

my eyes widened. “Someone

shrugged. “That’s confidential, unfortunately,” he said. “They paid me a pretty penny to keep it on the

photograph public? I couldn’t imagine

I said with an exasperated sigh. “How much did

grinned. “A

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

leaned over to look at it, I saw that it was made out to the amount

check up to the

CEO said as he tapped his wristwatch. “Do you want the

nonetheless, I pulled out my checkbook and began to scribble furiously. When I was

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

picked up the check, his eyes widening as he

I tucked my checkbook back into my suit jacket pocket. “Consider it a gift, and keep it off the books,” I said. “Do anything like this again, and I’ll sue you.” I pressed my fingers into his desk then and leaned forward, coming face to face with him. This close, he

off of his desk with a shaking hand and folded it, slipping it into his pocket. “Right away, Mr. Morgan,” he said quietly. “It

back

…

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 thinking about the mystery donor who tried to pay

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