[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.
[Avery, you wouldn't believe it. She acts like she owns the place, bossing everyone around.]
[A homewrecker secretary rising through such shameful tactics, where does she get the nerve? I bet Mr. Ford doesn't even like her.]
She said Lyla had been overly attentive to Arthur recently, even at the company. She would link arms with him and cling to him in front of everyone, coming and going as a couple.
But lately, Arthur was clearly annoyed with her. Employees often saw them arguing in the stairwell.
Lyla tried to kiss him, but he pushed her away so hard that she slammed into the wall, her hair coming undone.
Some employees felt a bit sorry for her when they saw this, but most said she deserved it.
Nora's was gleeful as she gossiped with me.
[A mistress will always get her comeuppance!]
[I've read too many novels about chasing wives till they're cremated, and now seeing it in real life is really satisfying. Avery, let me tell you, Mr. Ford is trying every way to win you back now, and he doesn't want to deal with that Lyla at all.]
I laughed, releasing a sigh of relief.