Tyler's POV
I could feel immediately that something was wrong when the reporters surrounded me directly after I climbed out of my car.
I know my staff wondered why I was not in the mood early morning after they greeted me, and no wonder they were looking at me with curiosity.
"How could you not tell me about it, Neil, that there is something in the news that I needed to know," I asked, feeling pissed with my assistant after I slammed the door of my office.
"You look so happy, and I don't want to ruin your mood. Besides, I know it wasn't true." He responded.
"How bad is it?" I asked, and the look on his face was enough to tell me it wasn't good.
"Hmm, it was bad; I know your reputation as the Playboy of the island will never die. Beautiful women will always throw themselves at you." Neil answered.