Sebastian’s POV
I was in my office, staring at a spreadsheet I’d been on for nearly half an hour–but none of the numbers made sense.
Not because they didn’t add up.
Because I wasn’t really looking at them.
My thoughts kept circling back to one person.
Lily.
Her face haunted me–those fading bruises she tried to cover with makeup, the limp in her step, her trembling hands when she reached for things. She thought she was subtle.
She wasn’t.
And I knew she lied.
I wasn’t the kind of man who acted on baseless assumptions. I always needed facts. But this–what I saw in her eyes–this wasn’t something I could ignore.
I tried to push it out of my mind, told myself it was none of my business.
That she was just a staff member.
Nothing more.
She reminded me of my sister, that was all. That
