Chapter 3

Brock's expression flickered a few times before he finally muttered that it was a colleague. I immediately grabbed my phone to find the contact and make a call. He lunged forward to snatch my phone away.

"Eloise, please, can we stop this? It's all my fault. If you're mad, just hit me!"

"Why not let me make the call? Is it because you're protecting her or just covering up your lies?"

"Did you go to an escort service? Why else can't you even tell me her name?"

To my surprise, Brock clenched his teeth and confessed.

"Yes, I hired someone,…