My Husband's Affair, My Anniversary Gift
Next morning, Lily was going through her design board when her phone rang.
“Miss Collins, it’s me,” her lawyer’s voice came through the line, careful and serious. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
Lily set her pencil down. “What is it?”
“There was an incident in City A… Mr. Hardison was involved. A man was caught stalking Miss Marina. He claimed you hired him, a private investigator, to collect compromising photos of them.”
For a few seconds, Lily didn’t respond. The faint sound of her breath mixed with the quiet hum of the studio. Then she let out a soft laugh, tired, but not bitter. “And you believed that?”
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