Dami’s POV

“Who did it, Rhea?” I asked, my voice sharp and shaking at the same time. The question left my lips before I could even think.

Rhea hesitated, her face tightening. “I’m still making my investigations, Dami. Please calm down. I’ll get to the root of this, I promise.”

Her tone was soft and steady, the kind people use to soothe a restless child. But I wasn’t a child. My company was slipping through my fingers, and I had no idea who was behind it.

I inhaled deeply and ...