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It All Falls Down
Chloe
Seattle, Washington
24 weeks & 2 days pregnant
A Royal Betrayal: Home-wrecking Assistant
Tyler Carrington Has Illegitimate Twins on the Way
Publishing Heiress is Heartbroken: Tells All
My heart dropped as I read the forwarded headlines, and when I looked up, hundreds of staff members were staring at me in the lobby.
Their stares were ice cold and hostile, so much so that I thought they were looking at someone else.
“Is it true?” Sandra stepped in front of me, thrusting a copy of Seattle Gossip into my hands. “Like, this whole time your child’s father was him and you pretended it was someone else?”
She didn’t give me a chance to answer that question.
“You’re no better than Hazel is.” She shrugged. “She cheats her way to the top with Daddy’s money, and you sleep your way there, trapping the boss. On the one hand, I’m kind of impressed. On the other hand, I had no idea I was bonding with the boss’s whore this entire time.”
I raised my hand to slap her, but my coworkers began lifting their cell-phones, anticipating my reaction.
Not saying a word, I rushed toward the emergency stairwell and took it down to the alley exit.
Flashing lights assaulted my view the moment I pushed the doors open.
“There she is!” “How far along are you with Mr. Carrington’s babies?” “How long were you sleeping with him behind Hazel Swift’s back?”
I froze, unsure of what to say or do.
“Were you sleeping with him while he was with Victoria?” “When did you meet?” “Do you honestly think this is a good look for fellow working women?”
They surrounded me, their questions roaring louder with every second, and a hand suddenly grabbed mine and pulled me through.
Dillon.
“Don’t look back and don’t say a word.” He tightened his grip on my hand. Leading me toward a town car, he flung the backdoor open and tucked me inside. Then he rushed to the driver’s seat and sped away.
His eyes met mine in the rearview mirror, full of sympathy, and he handed me a handkerchief.
Turn Around
Tyler
London, England
“When did Hazel leak this rubbish, Dillon?” I was seconds away from raging. “I want the exact time, the paper, and the reporter’s name.”
“I’ll get to the bottom of it.”
“Where’s Chloe?” I asked. “She’s not answering her phone.”
“She’s…” He sighed. “She hasn’t left her room since I picked her up from work. She’s refusing to talk to anyone.”
“Is she crying?”
