“So, you weren’t happy about her decision to pursue a world record,” I said.
Jesse sneered at me. “It wasn’t like she was going for the gold on a pommel horse. She was banging random strangers. Is that really some kind of achievement?”
“How’d that make you feel?”
“It made me feel like I wanted to dump her,” he said, his face growing redder.
"Did it make you want to do anything else?"
"Like what?"
"Seems like you're pretty mad about it.”
"I'm not mad about it. I've moved on.” He was still mad.
"How's that working out for you?"
"Great. These chicks are smoking hot, and I’m going to make them stars.”
“So, you made Eden a star?”
“We’re going to make way more money than Eden ever thought about, without the drama.”
"Tell me about the drama.”
His brow wrinkled, and he huffed. “Where do I start?”
"How about you start with her drug use?”
Jesse frowned. “That’s another reason we broke up. She started using that junk. She was trying to self-medicate, but all it did was seriously mess her up.”
“Who got her started on drugs?” I said with accusing eyes.
A guilty frown pulled at his mouth, though he’d never admit it.
“Tell me about Crosby King. Did she owe him money?”
“How should I know?” He paused. “I wouldn’t be surprised. Shit was going downhill for her. Last I heard, she was having money problems.”
"Because her account got banned?”
"Yeah. I told her she needed to be saving more and investing. But she just couldn't. She blew it all. That girl had a serious shopping addiction. Terrible with money. She bought all thesestupid meme coins that went to zero. She hired this accountant, and he ran off with a ton of money before she figured out what was happening. Idiot. Then there was the shit with her dad.”
“Tell me about that.”
“I heard he was suing her.”
That piqued my curiosity. “Why?”
8
“Look, I don’t know what was true and what wasn’t,” Jesse said. “Eden was prone to exaggeration at times. But either way, I think her dad’s a scumbag.”
“Why the lawsuit?” I asked.
“She publicly called him out. Said all kinds of messed-up stuff. Then yesterday, she recanted. Said she made it all up. Now you’re telling me she’s dead? The girl was spiraling out of control. I’m glad I got out of her orbit.”
I had an idea of where this was going. “What was she saying about her father?”
