Anonymous POV

The moment Jessica’s message pops up on the screen, I reach for my second phone and dial her number. She picks up on the first ring, her tone laced with amusement, as if she already knows why I’m calling.

“What do you mean by ‘the process has started’?” I ask, my voice low and sharp.

She lets out a soft chuckle. “Relax. I just succeeded in making Flora hate Stanley even more. She caught us together, and now she thinks I’ve been sleeping with him for a long time.”

I smirk. “That’s my girl. And?”

“And,” she drawls, “I moved into Stanley’s house. Can you believe it? That...