Fred had never been more in tune with the art of multi-tasking—running, scrolling, and huffing out curse words all at once.

The hospital corridor barely sees the back of his lab coat flutter when he bolts out after Linda’s cryptic comment about Louisa.

As he bursts out into the crisp evening air, Fred fiddles with his phone.

He still cannot believe his eyes as he keeps gaping at the blog post blaring accusations like a bad tabloid:

"Behind the Curtain: Louisa's Scandalous Bargain with Kingsley Wills!"

It claimed she’d been sleeping with Kingsley in exchange for business favors for the past five years.

Five years! Fred would’ve laughed if it...