Isabella had already warned Leona not to call her mummy in front of anyone. It was the only way to keep their secret safe and prevent everything from falling apart.

Moments later, footsteps echoed in the corridor, drawing closer to the kitchen.

“It’s Daddy. Are you in there?”

The kitchen door opened, and Booker Blackwell stepped inside.

“Daddy!” Leona squealed with excitement. “You are back!”

“Yes, darling. How are you?” he asked as he bent slightly, taking her small hands in ...