Miles’s POV
Daphne staggered backward, her body rigid with shock. Instinctively, I moved to steady her, feeling her tense frame beneath my hands. Her uncle’s words had clearly shattered something inside her.
“You—” she gasped, her voice trembling with disbelief. “You mean all this time… while I was being enslaved by you, I was sacrificing everything to get you out of debt?” Her tone turned cold, full of hurt. “Uncle, I trusted you. I believed everything you told me. I thought you cared, that you weren’t like the rest of them… but I guess I was wrong. I was so wrong about who you truly are.”
Her words struck like a slap. Her uncle opened his mouth to protest, but Daphne cut him off.
“He’s lying, Daphne! Everything he said is a lie. You don’t own anything. Your family didn’t do anything
