Zander Kash
The phone in my hand vibrated like a live wire. Before I could process the headline burning through the screen, the caller ID changed to Arthur, my head of public relations.
I pressed the phone to my ear. "Arthur."
"Zander, tell me you’re looking at the internet right now," Arthur’s voice hit my ear, fast and strained. "It’s everywhere. Social media picked it up ten minutes ago, and two major tabloids just republished the shots from the park. They’re running full feature pieces speculating on your private life."
"How did they get near my children?" My voice was lethal, the temperature in my chest dropping to absolute zero. I didn't care about the headlines. I didn't care about the rumors. "I pay a security team a fortune to keep cameras away from Oliver and Sophie. Who auth
