She Hired Me to Be Her Fake Husband for Money — But Her Grandmother Had a Plan Neither of Us Saw Coming

me what’s in there.”

“It’s personal.”

“We had an agreement, Tyler.”

“We did, Claire. And I held up my end.”

I closed the box and walked out.

She followed me into the parking lot, calling after me.

Eventually she ran out of things to say.

She stood there beneath the gray October sky looking both angry and desperate.

Then she asked quietly:

“Is there anything continue reading …