Chapter 4

Kenelm dug up the info way faster than I thought he would.

And what he found was even more disgusting than I'd expected.

On the third night, Kenelm sent me the files.

The first file was the property registration.

The riverside apartment down south was under my name. I bought it before I got married, originally for company execs to crash at. Half a year ago, Francis said he needed it to host influencers, and so the streaming team could pull late nights, so I handed him the spare key.

Now, the name on the building's access list was Kyla.