Page 3 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11

Hunter's wife, Isabella, was distraught when she found out about the affair.

She filed for divorce as soon as she uncovered the truth, but their marriage had already begun to unravel before that when Hunter had sold his shares of Blive Tech International and declared he wanted to become a professor.

"I should have realized his motivations," said Mrs. Hunter.

"I should have warned the college. I feel like part of the blame should be on me.

I can only imagine what this poor girl is going through. "

Mrs. Hunter was almost in tears during her interview.

The separation only became final yesterday afternoon.

She went to the press and to the college immediately to request that Hunter resign from his teaching position.

She believed he was doing more harm than good in the classroom, emphasizing that there needs to be a mutual trust between students and their professors.

In response to the allegations of having a sexual relationship with a student eight years younger than him, Professor James Hunter said, "Our relationship was completely consensual.

There is no explicit rule that states such a relationship is against the code of ethics of this university.

" And when asked if he would end the relationship, he said, "I can't deny that I am in love with her.

Nor do I have any intention of ending my relationship with her.

" In response to his wife's allegations, Hunter said, "My wife and I have been separated since last December, when I filed for divorce after I found out she was cheating on me.

The documents are public and can be acquired from the New York City court.

" Said documents have not yet been released from the court.

The University of New Castle's dean of students, Joseph Vespelli, was contacted but declined to comment. His offices have informed us that an official statement will be released shortly.

Contact senior investigative reporter Bill Raffer at (302) 150-4527, [email protected], on Facebook or Twitter @braffer

"Shit," I said. Senior investigative reporter my ass. Bill Fuckface Raffer didn’t even reach out to me. My quotes were from when I’d contacted one of my New York City acquaintances in the press last night.

I hadn’t been on the fucking record. Traitor.

I didn’t want to be quoted in this mess.

But at least it showed a little of my side. Not all Isabella’s.

And Penny was 20, not 19. At least they hadn’t called her a minor though.

And what was all that stuff about my past?

Penny probably had a million questions about all that.

But I wasn’t really concerned about how I came off.

I was only worried about one thing. One thing that I’d tried endlessly to control last night.

Just one fucking detail. I’d thought I’d at least accomplished that. But I was wrong.

I folded the paper and threw it down on the counter. "I didn't think they were going to release your name."

"I'm going to lose my scholarship,” Penny said. She was staring at the papers in horror.

"What?"

"There were all these rules when I got it. I don't remember what they were. I'm sure being in the paper about sleeping with my professor broke at least one of them. James..."

"Don't get upset before we know, okay?" The scholarship wasn’t really the main concern here… She was probably going to be expelled.

"Isn't this slander? How could they possibly print this? There isn't any proof. Can't we do something?"

"It doesn't matter. It's Isabella's word against mine.” I needed to fix this as best I could.

If Penny was upset about the scholarship, that meant she wanted to keep going to this school.

I needed to figure out a way to make that happen.

“Stay here today. Let me go to the meeting alone. Let me handle this."

"No. I'm not letting you take all the blame for this. It's my fault too."

"I don't want you to get..."

"James. No. I'm coming with you."

Ellen walked over and set our plates down in front of us. She gave us a sympathetic look. When she walked away Penny looked back up at me. "And it does matter. Can't you sue them for printing this nonsense? They didn't even check any of their facts. It's a joke of a news report."

I sighed. "I just want this to blow over as fast as possible. A lawsuit will make it worse. It'll draw it out. I don't want to drag you into this. I'll be fine."

Penny looked angry yet defeated at the same time.

I squeezed her knee. "Really, it's fine."

But she didn’t look fine. And that made me feel…

My hand shook and I let it fall from her knee. I took a deep breath. Get a grip. I couldn’t have a panic attack right now. Penny was relying on me.

Breathe.

All I could do was fall on my sword and try not to drag Penny down with me. And I could do this. I took another deep breath. I was good at negotiating. I rarely lost. And I’d already lost when it came to this article. Today would be a win.

I grabbed my hand so Penny couldn’t see it shaking.

Breathe.

I always got what I fucking wanted.