Page 98 of His Secret Gift

“I have no idea,” I mouth. It is the first I’m hearing about this.

“What happened?”

A small crowd has gathered around him by this point.

“He caught me cheating.”

I grab at my heart.

“Jenkins, no!”

He sniffles. “I know. It was stupid. But it just happened.”

“Who—who was she?” Denver asks the question we’re all wondering.

“Just some girl. I met her at the club last night.”

I don’t want to miss much, but it’s obvious that he, too, could use some hydration. So, I go back into the bathroom and get him some water.

“Thank you,” he says after I offer it to him.

“So, Jack just fired you? Then and there?” Callie inquires.

Jenkins nods. “Pretty much. He said after this trip, I’m done.”

He wasn’t kidding when he said he hates cheaters.

Denver puts his hand on his shoulder. “I’m so sorry, man.”

After that, Jenkins just stares aimlessly. “In one day, I managed to ruin my entire life. I’m sure my wife is going to leave me, and I have no job…” He reduces into hysterics after that.

“Maybe Jack will change his mind,” someone else offers up.

Yeah right.I understand that I don’t know the man super well, but I know he sticks to his word.

“No. I’m finished.”

“There will be other jobs,” another voice in the crowd adds.

“Oh, yeah. Because there are so many billionaires who have to travel everywhere via yacht because they’re afraid of flying.”

What?

“What did you just say?” I ask for clarification.

“Oh, yeah. He’s right,” Harper says while swirling ice around in her glass. “Jack is absolutely petrified of planes. Why else would he expend the time and resources to yacht everywhere?”

I guess I just never questioned it.

But before I can ask more, Jenkins starts blubbering on again about how his life is over. A part of me does feel sorry for him, but, at the end of the day, he chose to cheat. Nobody forced him.

Just like you cheated on Jack,I think while looking up at her. How anyone in their right mind could throw away a future with a man like him was beyond me. And I’m not just thinking about his money. There’s so much more to him than that. He’s funny, gorgeous, intelligent, and caring.

I once again picture him in some Kenyan village with kids piling on top of him.

However, before I can continue daydreaming, I suddenly see Harper reach for her phone in the little clutch purse hanging from her other wrist, and when she looks at the screen, she smiles before sliding it back in, biting her lip, and looking around devilishly.

I then watch as she sneaks away and leaves out the door.

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