[When did you have my number?]
[Last night. You complimented me and insisted on adding my contact information.]
[Sorry, I had too much to drink.]
[I entirely agree with you.]
I blinked, unsure what he meant by agreeing, and scrolled down to transfer him five thousand dollars.
Emmett: [What?]
Me: [It's a reward.]
Emmett: [What?]
Emmett: [I feel like I've been swept into some kind of shady job.]
[I never said that.]
I smirked, suddenly feeling much lighter in spirit.
Things between Arthur and Lyla seemed to have become a bit tense.
Nora Madison was the one who gossiped about it.
Arthur started a company that contracts writers to produce online novels, and Nora was a top editor at his company. I was the one who recruited her, so we were pretty close.
Ever since she found out the reason for my divorce, she had been furious and had been voluntarily reporting to me on Arthur and Lyla's latest developments.
After Arthur and I signed the divorce papers, he became pretty depressed and often stared blankly at our photo on his desk.
On the contrary, Lyla was visibly excited and strutted around the office with a newfound arrogance.