(Sophia’s POV)
The moment I left my father’s office, I knew I had failed.
The thick file still burned in my grasp, its weight feeling heavier with each step I took. I had laid everything before him—the proof, the undeniable evidence of Bayley’s betrayal—and yet, he refused to see it. His trust in her was unshakable, and I had been dismissed as nothing more than a paranoid daughter.
The frustration boiled inside me, a storm I couldn’t contain.
As I stepped outside, Joana was already waiting by my car, her arms crossed. The second she saw my face, she sighed. “He didn’t believe you.”
I shook my head, gripping the car door to steady myself. “Not even a little.”
Joana cursed under her breath. “So what now? She’s going to know you told him. That woman isn’t stupid, Sophia. She
