“People say all kinds of things behind your back... Anyway, just try to act like a normal person, okay? If your deadbeat husband left a mountain of debt, don’t accept a dime from his inheritance. Stick a talisman above your bed or something — might help ward off the bad vibes.”
Me: “...”
Too many things wrong with that statement, I didn’t even know where to start.
I’d always thought Charlotte had more sense, but apparently, she remembered every word of the nonsense I once made up.
I decided to go report to Nicholas in his office instead.
He already knew everything that had gone down today. The guy was lounging in a beige sweater, looking ridiculously chill, his head full of messy curls, and that annoyingly handsome face of his lit up with pure gossip-starved curiosity. His
