“I think a friend of mine was on a blind date with him yesterday,” Hannah said, taking a picture of the photo with her phone. “I’ll ask her about it. If it’s him, maybe I can get some information out of her.”
“That would be amazing!”
Hannah took the file back to her desk and examined the photo again. The man’s name was Hans, a Ryth local whose family owned a small tech company. He wasn’t particularly good-looking.
Recalling the man’s demands, Hannah realized the Woods family must be in serious trouble. In the past, someone with Sandra’s pride and connections would have only considered suitors from Sova’s elite, never someone from out of town. While she didn’t know the details, the situation was perfect. With a little push, she could probably provoke Sandra into doing something reckless, something that would guarantee her divorce from Lionel. Maybe she could even catch them in the act, or better yet, have Sandra foolishly send her photographic evidence.
Just as she was wondering how to arrange a meeting with Sandra, a text from Lionel came through.
[Let’s have dinner tonight. Grandma is asking for an update. You can send her a picture of us.]
A few days ago, a message like this would have annoyed her. Today, it made her ecstatic.
She quickly replied with a simple, “Okay.”
Lionel frowned when he saw her immediate response. Yesterday, she hadn’t replied at all, and he hadn’t come home. She hadn’t been angry, nor had she bothered to check on him. Now, she was replying instantly. Was she just trying to get back at him, and now that she had his attention, she was satisfied?
A faint smile touched his lips. Her personality hadn't changed much at all.


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