Sophie didn't slow down as she stepped out of Damein's house. The door had barely closed behind her before she pulled out her phone and dialled his number again. Her heels clicked sharply against the pavement as she walked toward her car, every step fueled by anger, frustration, and an uneasiness she refused to acknowledge. She had spent too many years controlling every situation to allow one DNA report to destroy everything she had worked for.
The call rang twice before Damein finally answered.
"Hello?"
"I went to your house," Sophie said without wasting a second. "You weren't there, and I met your wife."
There was a brief silence before his voice returned, noticeably irritated.
"Why would you go to my house? Why would you meet Maya? Couldn't you have just left a message like a norma
