Kiara’s POVSomething wasn’t right. I didn’t know what exactly, but the feeling had been there all day sitting quietly at the back of my mind like a warning I couldn’t quite hear properly. Maybe it was the call.Miriam’s voice hadn’t left me since morning.“I’ll be coming for your daughter.”I tried to shake it off, forcing myself to focus on the meeting in front of me.“And if we push the timeline forward by two weeks, we can secure the contract before—”“Ma’am?”I blinked. My assistant was staring at me.“Sorry?” I said, straightening slightly.“You zoned out,” she said carefully.“I didn’t,” I replied automatically.She didn’t argue. She just nodded and continued. But I wasn’t listening anymore.My phone sat on the table, screen facing up. I glanced at the time. 3:10 PM.Sophia should be home by now. I told myself not to overreact.I picked up my phone and dialed the nanny.It rang and she picked up on the second ring.“Hello, ma’am.”“Has Sophia gotten home?” I asked immediately.
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