I immediately felt better and replied, "The court hearing is in seven days. Thanks for all the hard work. I'll triple your fee."
"Hmph, do you think this detective is short of money? After I help you with this, all I ask is that you grant me one wish," Sue said with a laugh.
"Deal," I agreed without hesitation, since I trusted Sue's skills as a famous private investigator.
Seven days would be enough time for me to secure my position on the show.
The news that I was divorcing Cynthia spread fast among friends and family and soon everyone started criticizing me.
[You jerk! My cousin didn't even mind that you're a total hick, but you're making trouble instead. You're truly sick!]
[Divorcing over a box of croissants? Has greed blinded you? Or did you hit your head? Are you worthy of the Scotts' care all these years?]
[Don't let me see you, or I'll definitely punch you!]
[Jerk! Bastard! Shameless! Just die!]
Each word was more ruthless than the last. I just let those people bombard me with insults.
In the end, I ignored them. I spent the night in the small room at my chicken restaurant and got up the next morning to work as usual.