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She nodded. “Well done. She looks beautiful.”
“Thank you. I can only take credit for the hair though. Her beauty is all natural.”
She pushed around a strawberry on her plate, then fiddled with her phone. “Have you heard about the new Rhett Myers scandal?” She widened her eyes. “I never would’ve believed it of him.”
I looked up quickly. Was this a game? Was she trying to figure out if I really cheated? Was I that easy to identify?
“How can we even know if the charities he’s been donating to on his dates are even getting the money?” she asked.
Hold up. That was not what I expected to hear. Maybe she really didn’t know who I was. “What do you mean?”
“You haven’t heard?” She stepped closer and slid her phone on the table. “His dad has been stealing money from charities for years.”
Years? I didn’t know the length of time it had spanned, but that surprised me.
“What do you think?” she pressed. “Isn’t that crazy? I’m guessing Rhett isn’t as innocent as he looks, either. This charity tour is the ultimate front for filling his pockets.”
My face must have looked as disbelieving as I felt, because she lifted her eyebrows. “Why would you think his father’s mistakes are his fault in any way?” I asked.
“So you’re saying he had no knowledge of his father’s stealing?”
“I don’t—” I looked down when she shifted her phone closer to me. A warning bell rang in my head. “Who are you?” I asked.
“Just curious.” She lifted the phone, not bothering to hide that she was recording any longer with the way she was angling it toward me.
“How did you find me?”
“I never reveal my sources.”
I left my plate and walked out of the room, but the woman followed me. “Can I get a quote about Rhett’s activity on the Date-a-Star campaign?”
I didn’t even bother to sayno comment. I walked straight to the bridal room and picked up my cases, the woman on my tail.
“Did you know Rhett before he hired you to work for him? Were you in a relationship before you joined the Date-a-Star tour?”
She peppered me with questions all the way down the hall, through the doors, and down the steps of the Italian-looking villa winery. I stopped cold when I reached the gravel parking lot and saw a photographer waiting near my car.
Are you kidding me?I fished my keys from my case as I walked, ignoring the questions and the flashes from the photographer. I threw my stuff in the car, turned it on, and started backing out.
Once I got on the road and was certain I wasn’t followed, I commanded the car to call my best friend. “Calling Charlie Connell.”
She didn’t answer. I told the car to call Adalyn.
It rang twice before she answered. “Hey, what’s up?”
“Is Rhett okay?”
She was silent for a second. “I’m not really supposed to talk to you about him.”
“Are you joking right now? I just got sneak-attacked at a wedding by a reporter asking about Rhett’s activity with the charity tour.”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing. I didn’t realize it was a reporter, but when I figured it out, I didn’t say a word.”
I could hear her lowering her voice. “Listen, I’ve been instructed not to talk to you. I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to call me again until this dies down. Rhett’s pretty mad.”
“Madat me? Are you joking?”
