The Breakup Agency

e after another, yet none of

circled the room for the third time, fin

r perhaps just unimpressed. I glanced at

a message from Leon. He'd sent me a video. I muted it before hitting play. Onscreen, Derek and Kaitlin were enta

? Ha

ecret, but the truth

e image, Mr. Powell returned with a clipboard in hand. He offered

s immediately drawn to

ures. Deep-set eyes, a perfectly sculpted nose, and lips so beautifully formed they seemed almost too perfect. What

a winning combination. With a little investment, he could b

y was p

d me with his hand. "I should warn you," he said, his tone cau

that was the case, so be it. Losing half my fortune to Derek woul

you." Leaning closer, he said, "The men on this

. Rather than alarm, I felt a strange thrill. "Triple t

closed, another would o

details and scheduled to

ave me a once-over, his smooth voice breaking the silence

out loud. Did he think I

in. "Your real target is even more stu

ing smile as he took the photo,

hopping mall and outfitted him in designer clothes, spending thousands on each piece. A sleek, luxury watch worth over $20, 000 adorned his wrist, and he le

in a gated community, complete with a private pool. Whether she preferred ind

you need to know about your target is inside. All expenses are cove

ylan raised an eyebrow playfully. "D

o his phone. "This is your number as a billionaire heir. I'll m

both sides." His confidence amused me. I forc

had been my guiding principle, helping our family business thrive. And yet, her

oop, one thing was certain-I coul