Miles’s POV
"Sir… sir… I promise, it’s a misunderstanding! I… I didn’t do anything!" Thea stuttered, her voice shaking. Fear flickered in her eyes, but it did nothing to calm the rage burning inside me.
She turned desperately to Daphne. "Tell your husband the truth," she pleaded. "Tell him your cousin—the one whose parents took you in when yours died—isn’t lying. You know how much I need this job, how much my family depends on it. Please, Daphne, don’t let him fire me!"
My gaze shifted to Daphne.
She took a slow step back, away from Thea, and stood beside me. Her expression was cold, unwavering.
"Miles, I’m glad you’re here," Daphne said, her voice laced with frustration. "This is what I’ve been trying to tell you. This is who she really is—a pretender. She doesn’t want anything but t
