The Other Mrs. Hayes
On my second day after transferring to City Hall, I took over one of my coworker's cases.
A young woman had come in for a certified copy of her marriage certificate.
My coworker chuckled. "This is her ninety-ninth time requesting it. We already have all her paperwork on file, so it'll only take a minute."
I blinked. "Ninety-nine times?"
She laughed. "Yep. She married a wealthy older man, and every time they get into a fight, they tear up their marriage certificate. That's how they vent.
"Only an older husband would tolerate that kind of childish behavior. I heard her husband is from the Hayes family, the wealthiest family in Havenbrook."
I frowned at once. "Anyone from the Hayes family should know better than to behave like that. Are you sure her husband isn't an impostor?"
My coworker immediately clapped a hand over my mouth, looking horrified. "For heaven's sake, keep your voice down. He's the real deal. Hunter Hayes, the head of the Hayes family."
I froze. My phone slipped from my hand and landed on the desk. The screen lit up with a photo of me leaning against Hunter.
The young woman in front of me suddenly went pale. She snatched my phone off the desk.
"Who are you?" she demanded. "Why do you have a picture with my husband?"