Daisy’s POV
“Daisy, what are you talking about? What happened?” Liam’s voice was thick with worry, his brows furrowed in confusion. His reaction made my stomach twist. Was he still trying to deny it? Playing dumb as usual?
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. “Are you seriously still pretending?” My voice broke, and I could barely breathe through the pain clawing at my chest.
Liam put the cake down on the table and took a hesitant step toward me. “Look, I’m confused. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” His voice was steady.
“So, you’re telling me Anna didn’t pay you?” My eyes, swollen and red, bore into his, searching for a c***k in his expression—a flicker of guilt, anything.
“She didn’t. I swear.”
If she didn’t pay him, then why did he do it?
I swallowed hard, forcing
