Miles’s words rattle through me. “I’m not your enemy,” I say at once.
“You work for Hugo. You want to be a reporter. You did all of this without saying one word to me, even though we’ve talked since this all happened. What am I supposed to think?”
“This job is for me, Miles. It has nothing to do with you.” As I speak, I take the open seat he gestured to, the one opposite him at his table. “You know I need to make connections if I’m going to convince a judge to give me full custody. But I’ll also need an income to help support them.”
“Hugo pays well?” he asks.
“So far…”
Miles watches me like he’s studying me. “What about what Amber said. Are you a temp employee?”
“Right now, yes. But...”
“An interview with me would change that for you.”
There’s no use lying. “Yes.”
“Is that why you
