My Husband’s Mistress Smiled At Me In A SoHo Café — Then Her Husband Sat Down And Made Me An Offer That Stopped My Breath.

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I stared at him, my accountant’s brain already running calculations. “Why me?”

“Three reasons.” He held up one finger. “Motive. You despise Kevin and Melanie as much as I do.” A second finger. “Credentials. Your record is flawless—former senior audit manager at a Big Four firm, CPA, reputation for being an iron fist when it comes to cost control.” continue reading …