Chapter 103
Chapter 103:
I squinted at him, skeptical.
I couldn’t claim to understand the man inside and out based on our month-long acquaintance, but I’d become familiar with a certain glint in his eyes that warned of a scheme afoot.
And I wasn’t wrong.
That evening, Yvaine came to visit.
She brought flowers, snacks, and a Trenta-sized serving of gossip.
“Rhys made it to the financial news p>
“What? How’d that happen?” I’d always thought if Rhys ever appeared in the news, it’d be the society pages—or, fingers crossed, the police “wanted” list.
Yvaine tapped on her tablet and spun the screen towards me.
The headline grabbed my attention:
Granger Development Group heir knocks up socialite, still no wedding in sight
Apparently, I wasn’t the only one who ran into Rhys and Catherine at the hospital.
Someone else, armed with a high-def camera, had captured the scene faithfully.
No sound, of course, but their body language told the story.
That, plus the pregnancy report Catherine was waving around like a flag, backed up the headline.
“Unnamed sources” also confirmed that there was no sign of an engagement between Rhys and his latest pregnant girlfriend, let alone a wedding.
The article wrapped up with a thinly veiled but strongly worded jab at Rhys’s inability to “step up,” raising concerns about his suitability to helm such a large company.
“After all, if he can’t even do right by the woman he supposedly loves, what about the thousands of GDG employees counting on him as CEO and the public investors who rely on his leadership p>
F𝓾ll 𝒸h𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓊𝓅𝒹𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝒶t g𝒶l𝓷ovєls.𝓬•𝓶
Yvaine read the final paragraph in a mock-serious TV anchor voice, then chuckled. “I bet his dad’s feeling real smug about that decision to hand over the reins to Rhys now p>
“I wonder who leaked the story,” I mused. “I kind of thought it was you p>
“Why me p>
“You’re in the same hospital p>
“I happened to leave my telephoto lens at home. Even if I took the pics, wouldn’t know a reporter to leak them to p>
“Hm.” Yvaine gave the puzzle two seconds of thought and gave it up. “Doesn’t matter who did it. Whoever it was clearly hates Rhys’s or Catherine’s guts. That’s good enough for me p>
By morning, finance blogs had picked up the story. Hashtags were trending.
Even the city’s serious daily ran a brief mention.