Chapter 88: Mystery Man, Part 1

My stomach was one large knot as I waited for Simon to arrive. He'd texted me ten minutes ago to say he'd be here in twenty. Frank and Larissa were in the living room, seated on the couch in front of the bay window that overlooked the driveway. Little Frank was upstairs with the nanny. I wondered who was more excited for Simon's arrival - me or them.

Larissa hadn't been able to talk about anything other than how important it was to network and build lasting relationships. "You never know when they can come in handy," she'd said.

Then she proceeded to tell me the story of how she hadn't liked the dean of my school the first time she'd met him, but her father insisted she be cordial. And now, they were good friends, which had been beneficial when it came to getting me enrolled. Lucky me.