Delilah's lips curved into the faintest hint of a smile.
"I was just joking around. No need to get so tense."
Sierra's stiff expression eased a little, but before she could fully let her guard down, Delilah's voice came again, unhurried and deliberate.
"Come to think of it, I was the one who bought you out of that private club and got you settled back then. I was the one who saw you through every step of your pregnancy with Leo."
A chill seized Sierra, freezing her in place. A cold sweat prickled down her spine.
"Madam, you're teasing me again. The one who helped me with money was clearly Miss Delilah, the late former madam."
Delilah met her gaze dead-on, her tone flat. "That person was me."
"You..." A chill clenched Sierra's heart. She swallowed hard, forcing a brittle smile. "Mada
