Denise had gone all out again. And honestly?
It was getting suspicious. Her generosity was starting to feel less like kindness and more like... something else. Something beyond what I was worth.
My gut was telling me Denise wasn't doing this just because I used to be Mrs. Hale. Someone was pulling strings behind the scenes.
Jaxen?
Or Gary Hirsch?
If I had to bet? Gary.
Jaxen only cared about himself. He wouldn't lift a finger for my employment situation unless it somehow benefited him. If anything, he'd probably get a kick out of watching me struggle.
But Gary... I counted on my fingers.
The list of favors I owed him was getting uncomfortably long. And I'd told him, more times than I could remember, that I would not fall for him.
Why did he keep doing things that made me feel gui
