Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

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.

“So… You wanna pay me off, huh?” he said with a condescending chuckle. “You know, that’s a very valuable image I’ve got. You’re gonna have to offer more than the first person did.”

I felt my eyes widened. “Someone else paid for it already? Who?”

the website, if

seriously pay this tabloid to keep that photograph public? I couldn’t imagine anyone who would be willing

with an exasperated sigh.

CEO grinned. “A

stood, shaking my head and folded my arms. “You’re

at it, I saw that it was made out to the amount of one hundred

up

ticking,” the CEO said as he tapped his wristwatch. “Do

and began to scribble

else in my personal life on your shady little

widening as

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 yours,” I

off of his desk with a shaking hand and folded it, slipping

and put my mask back

…

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 the CEO into keeping the image up. K.M…. Who could that be? I didn’t

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