Chapter 33: OLIVER’S CONFESSION

The search for Lily’s mother had become a relentless pursuit, taking up most of my working hours. But in the midst of this turmoil, I had an unsettling conversation with Oliver scheduled for that evening. His insistence on meeting privately suggested that he had something important to share.

I arrived at the sleek, modern restaurant where we had agreed to meet. The ambiance was quiet and sophisticated, but tonight, it felt oppressive. Oliver was already seated at a corner table, his expression unreadable. As I joined him, I couldn’t ignore the tense energy that seemed to emanate from him.

“Emily,” he began, his voice low and serious, “there’s something I need to confess.”

I sat back, my curiosity piqued. “What is it, Oliver?”

He took a deep breath, his eyes locking with mine. “When I first approached you, my intentions weren’t entirely honest. I was hired to investigate you, to find any weaknesses that could be used against Daniel. But as time went on, I found myself genuinely investe