her.
Walter wasn’t nearly through. “You’re done, Diamond. While your wife is taking you to the cleaners in divorce court, I’m going to steal your market share.”
Marty turned back to Walter, looking like a volcano that was ready to erupt. “You scumbag. Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”
Walter nodded. “I’ve finally gotten payback. And let me tell you, revenge is sweet.”
The panic was gone from Marty’s voice suddenly. It was replaced by a smirk of his own. “It sure is. Fine, you want to start World War Three, you got it. But if I’m going down, I’m taking you with me.”
Walter was defiant. “You have nothing on me.”
“Oh yeah? Then how do I know about Candice McDowell?”
Walter’s face went as white as a sheet. That name touched a serious nerve.
Walter began to stammer. “How do you know about Candice?”
“That part isn’t important. All that matters is by the time I’m through, every press outlet in town will be running stories about Candice McDowell.”
Panic set in for Walter. “You can’t do this.”
“So you can dish it out, but you can’t take it, huh? Well, you’re the one who did this to yourself.”
This time, Walter was the one to get fire in his eyes. “I’m warning you, leave the Candice McDowell story alone.”
“No. I’m warning you Walter, get away from me right now, and stay away,” Marty said.
Just when their standoff was at its peak, another shouting match broke out across the party. This one was between Delia Diamond and Jennifer Carter.
Marty suddenly got another panicked look on his face.
Chapter Five
As an outside observer, Chloe picked up on some uncanny similarities between Delia Diamond and Jennifer Carter. Other than the nearly twenty year age differences, Delia and Jennifer looked strikingly familiar. Both were blondes with petite figures and oval faces. Some men had a definite type when it came to women. Marty Diamond clearly did. It was almost as if he’d gone out and found a younger version of Delia.
As Chloe overheard the words that were being screamed, she knew Marty had dug a deep hole for himself.
“You hussy homewrecker. Your social-climbing days are over,” Delia said.
“Mrs. Diamond, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jennifer replied.
“You think I’m going to let you play dumb? I’m too smart for that. You’re fired,” Delia declared.
Jennifer became outraged. “You can’t do that.”
“Watch me.”
“You have no authority to fire me. This is your husband’s company.”
“Not for long. The free ride is over.”
Just then, Marty rushed over. “What’s going on here?”
Delia glared at her husband. “You’re even dumber than I thought.”
“Look, about those pictures--”
Delia wasn’t about to let her husband finish that sentence. “They’re all I’ll need to fry you in divorce court. Congratulations, your libido has just cost you everything.”
Jennifer then jumped in. “Honey, don’t let her get away with this. Do you know she tried to fire me?”
“So all of a sudden he’s your honey now? And I did fire you,” Delia said.
Marty went into spin mode with his wife. “Delia, I made a simple mistake. Don’t you think divorce is a little harsh?”
“Oh no you don’t. You may be good at hocking mattresses, but you are not going to sell me on staying married to you,” Delia insisted.
Jennifer was suddenly grappling with some outrage of her own. “Mistake? Is that what I am to you, Marty? I thought you loved me. That we were building a life together.”
Marty became short with Jennifer. “Not now. I’m in the middle of something important.”
The hurt kept building on Jennifer’s face. “I thought I was important.”
Delia laughed. “You really thought you’d be able to sleep your