*Liam*
“What do you mean there's another photo of me on the—” I began with a creased forehead only to be cut off by Ryder who placed his work iPad in front of me.
“Here,” he said and tapped on the screen lightly. I looked down at the screen, and my frown deepened when I saw an article and a photo of me exiting Vivienne's spa the day the scandal broke out.
I had been extra careful that day to avoid the reporters but it seems I was not stealthy enough.
I momentarily closed my eyes and rubbed my forehead. “How big is the damage this time around?”
Ryder's lips thinned and he raised his glasses higher on his nose with a fingertip. “Bigger than last time. People are now speculating that there might actually be something going on between you two,” he said.
I sighed. “Sometimes, I do forget
