Olivia’s POV

That night, sleep felt like a distant dream. Alexander’s words from the phone call kept playing over and over in my head, sharp and accusing. Even with Mia snuggled close, her little chest rising and falling in peaceful rhythm, I could not shake the cold knot of worry in my stomach.

What if he was right? Joseph might not be working directly with Vanessa, but he could still have his own reasons for suddenly wanting to be part of our lives. Money. Leverage. Something ...