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157: BAD EGGS AROUND HER

Author: Glittering gold
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-10 21:12:01
NATE’S POV

A few months ago, when Jenna reached out and proposed a deal to me about helping me keep an eye on Elara, I was stunned.

Gobsmacked even.

She wasn’t just Elara’s assistant but her friend also.

So if Ask me, I thought I’d be the last person she’d want to help, especially considering how rocky things are between Elara and me.

I expected her to do everything in her power to keep me away from my wife… not offer to play matchmaker for a price.

She claimed she wanted to help us “fix things.” Said she could keep me in the loop, provide updates, even talk Elara into showing up when I needed her to.

Even though I agreed to this arrangement, I found it a little suspicious and with time I kept seeing weird patterns and I don’t think money is all she wants I think she wants more that but then again.

She didn’t do it out of loyalty.

No, backstabbers like Jenna always have a price.

And hers? Pathetically low, if you ask me.

Once everything is back to normal bet
Glittering gold

It’s a double update today. I might make it three chapters but then… I’m not sure 😂🫣 Anyways I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks for reading🩷

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