Through tears, she confessed everything—Henry had fabricated accusations, threatened prison, and said Ethan would be sent away if she didn’t disappear.
The caregiver promised to help.
But when she returned to the mansion, everything had changed.
The air felt colder.
Nathan stood in the center of the hall, his face tight with anger. Beside him sat Henry Carter, composed and smug. A stranger stood nearby holding an envelope filled with photographs.
“So this is the impostor,” Henry said sharply, tapping his cane against the floor.
Nathan’s voice shook. “Explain this. My father brought proof—you’re not who you say you are. This woman is the real caregiver. You stole her identity. Who are you?”
The room felt like it was closing in.
Henry stepped forward. “She’s a fraud. Probably working with Claire to kidnap Ethan. I’m calling the police.”
Her breathing quickened.
Then she looked up—and saw Ethan on the stairs, clutching his teddy bear, watching everything.
There was no more time for lies.