Chapter 92. Sandra Feels Good

Sandra's POV

I will not lie; ever since Tyler came to me demanding funding, I have been feeling very good. I mean, compare Brandon to $1000, isn't $1000 just chicken money to The cute Brandon I will have for the rest of my life? Most importantly, if this goes south, I can cry and lie and say that he forced me to do it.

Honestly, I have nothing to lose if it goes bad, and I have everything to win if it goes well. So, this risk is so worth it.

Lol.

It is a warm afternoon, and I am in the swimming pool enjoying a kind of positive relaxation, letting the cool water wash over me, when I hear my phone ring. The sound pierces through the tranquility, a sharp reminder of reality.

Its continuous ringing, like it was determined not to let me rest, made me get out of the swimming pool and pick it up. Water drips from my fingers as I swipe to answer. When I check who the caller is, I see that it is Tyler.

But why is Tyler calling me? Haven’t I sorted him out and pro