Reclaimed by My Alpha(Reclaimed by My Ruthless Alpha)
“The twins were with me all morning until right before we came here. They didn’t have access to any food preparation areas earlier in the day. The only thing they put anything in was Damon’s food, and you didn’t eat from it.”
The security guard rewound the footage and played it again. There was no denying what we were seeing. The twins had only doctored one serving of food, and it was obviously Damon’s.
Lilith’s face reddened. “Well, how do we know they didn’t think the food was mine? They’re only five. Surely they don’t know how to read.”
I rolled my eyes and grabbed a nearby pen and paper, which I handed to Max. “Max, how do you spell Uncle Damon’s name?”