Chapter 115

“You know what they say, “You never know how scary someone is until you meet them.” They say Mr.

Huber fears nothing under the sun except his sister. I thought it was just a tall tale, but turns out it’s the gospel truth! If only I could be Mr. Huber’s sister.”

“I don’t want to be his sister; I’d rather be his girlfriend, ha!”

“Stop dreaming, girls. Mr. Huber is the silver man of Jindale City. We’re not even in his league.”

Some of the girls didn’t quite catch on.

“Why do they call him the silver man of Jindale City? Is there a golden one?”

“Sure is. It’s Tarquin Bradford. They’re the most attractive men of Jindale City. Word on the street is that Mr. Bradford is even more of a looker than Mr. Huber. Mr. Huber is pretty, but Mr. Bradford? He’s downright dashing.”

The mere mention of Tarquin sent a shiver down Elysia’s spine. She was about to leave when she couldn’t help but linger, pretending to wash her hands just to eavesdrop a little longer.

One woman chimed in, “It’s a pity they’re both men. Imagine if one was a woman and they had a child together? That kid would break hearts!”

“Ha, daydreaming, are we? If Mr. Huber were a woman, Mr. Bradford probably wouldn’t give him the time of day. I heard that although Mr. Bradford is quite the head–turner, he’s not into the ladies.”

“Really? No way!”

“I’m not the one to judge if it’s true or not. Have you not seen the buzz online? That’s what they’re all saying. Remember Nola Slater? Always trying to ride Mr. Bradford’s coattails, making their relationship seem all hazy. Some folks said Mr. Bradford never spoke up because he used her to silence the gossip mongers. Then Mr. Bradford went on record to clear the air about him and Nola. Some say that’s because there was trouble at home.”

“Trouble at home?”

The woman’s voice dropped to a whisper, “Rumor has it Mr. Bradford’s got a boy toy, and he couldn’t stand the rumors about Nola and Mr. Bradford, so he pushed him to set the record straight.”

“No way! A boy toy? A man?”

“Yep!”

Another woman added, “I’ve heard that too. There’s even paparazzi gossip that Mr. Bradford and Mr.

Huber, at opposite ends of the spectrum when it comes to women, get along so well because they’ve got a secret thing going on.”

Elysia’s jaw dropped.

What in the world was she overhearing?

Was this kind of juicy gossip free for the taking?

The rumors about Tarquin liking men… she had seen that online as well.

09:40 Back when she had just married Tarquin, she didn’t take those rumors seriously. She was sure it was all made up.

But now, she was starting to wonder.

If Tarquin really liked men, it wasn’t without evidence. He had always refused to divorce her. perhaps to use her as a shield against prying eyes?

If the news about his preferences ever went public, he could claim he was happily married to avoid scrutiny.

Elysia smirked to herself.

What era were they living in that people would still care about that? Liking men wasn’t a crime.

Tarquin and Keaton…

That wild man and Keaton…

Oh my, she felt like she had struck gold!

That wild man and Tarquin shared a mutual friend!

That wasn’t the point, though. The real question was, if Tarquin was truly involved with Keaton, could she use that connection to push Tarquin to finally divorce her?

She had no way to reach Tarquin, but Keaton? After all, Keaton was Corbin’s uncle!

Elysia felt like she had stumbled upon a path forward, a light at the end of the tunnel, and her mood instantly lifted.

She gave herself a pep talk as she looked in the mirror.

First, win over Keaton, then use him to get to Tarquin. A flawless plan!

With this newfound strategy, Elysia’s spirits were soaring, and she left the bathroom beaming with hope.