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CHAPTER 22
~Zara's POV~
Everything stopped. My fork hovered in mid-air as Storm's words sank in.
Daddy's house.
Who is this strange woman?
It hit me like a ton of bricks—this boy had no clue who I was. And neither did Zoe, based on the look of utter confusion on her face.
Before I could respond, Zoe straightened, her face contorting into a mocking smile. "Oh, I see. You're just one of those women, aren't you? Playing house while the real family's away and hoping to get into your boss's bed."
I froze, her words slicing through me like a cold blade.
Anger surged in my chest, but I clenched my fists beneath the table, determined not to show weakness.
A simple smile that showed how unaffected I was by her remarks formed on my lips.
