Daniel’s expression changed. He tried to grab the tracker, but I smiled.
“Relax. Breaking it won’t help. I’ve already saved over ten backups of the GPS logs in my email. You can’t erase them.”
“What’s going on? What’s happening?” Margaret looked puzzled.
“It’s not what you think, Mom,” Daniel tried to explain.
“Sometimes after work, I deliver takeout, do odd jobs fixing pipes and doors, and do side projects for extra money. Sophia thought I was lying, because the GPS didn’t match what I told her.”
“Well, that’s actually a good thing,” Margaret said, and Jason Carter, Daniel’s younger brother, agreed.
“Sophia, you’re being unreasonable.”
“You’d divorce my brother just because of a GPS tracker? That makes no sense.”
“Yes. Just because of the GPS history,” I glared at Daniel. “Tomorrow, you’re coming with me to Family Court. If you don’t, I’ll expose your secret, and you’ll regret it.”
“You hear me?” I threatened.
“…I hear you,” Daniel muttered.
“What’s really going on?” Margaret pulled him into the other room to question him.
“I told you, it’s nothing. Sophia just likes to overthink…” Daniel still refused to tell the truth. He was too afraid of losing face.