Lily Thompson
The photo didn’t lie. But maybe Ryan did.
I couldn’t unsee it—Ryan and Theo, arms around each other like best friends, in a picture from 2015.
That was years before I stepped into Denzol Corporation. Years before Isabella. Years before Ryan ever showed his face again.
But he hadn’t said a word. Not a slip. Not a hint. Theo either. The man who smiled like he barely knew Ryan outside the boardroom… was practically family to him.
Why would they hide that?
I couldn’t ignore the most important question that rang in my head—did they collaborate to hire me? Because that would mean I didn’t secure this job by myself, I was still under Ryan’s shadow and he was still maneuvering things
And more importantly—why go to such lengths to bring me in?
It wasn’t paranoia. It was instin
