Dad...
The massive front doors swung open.
Daniel Ashford entered the mansion carrying his leather briefcase.
The handsome businessman had returned home earlier than expected.
His wife immediately stood up.
“Oh, honey!” Veronica exclaimed.
“You're home so early!”
But Daniel barely heard her.
Because at that exact moment—
The young maid on the floor slowly lifted her head.
Their eyes met.
And time seemed to stop.
The rag slipped from her trembling fingers.
Fresh tears streamed down her cheeks.
Her lips quivered.
“Dad…” she whispered.
Daniel froze.
His briefcase nearly slipped from his hand.
No.
Impossible.
But then he looked closer.
The eyes.
The face.
The tiny birthmark near her eyebrow.
His heart nearly stopped.
Ten years earlier, his daughter Emily had disappeared during a terrible accident.
Despite endless searching, she had never been found.
Everyone eventually gave up hope.
Everyone…
Except him.
And now—
His little girl was kneeling on the floor.
Wearing a maid's uniform.
Crying.
Cleaning up spilled wine.
The leather briefcase crashed onto the marble floor.
The sound echoed throughout the mansion.
Veronica's smile vanished.
Fear filled her eyes.
Without saying a word, Daniel rushed forward and dropped to his knees.
“Emily?”
His voice cracked.
The girl burst into tears.
“Dad…”
Father and daughter embraced each other tightly.
And for the first time in ten years, Daniel finally held his child again.
But moments later, his eyes lowered.
He noticed the cloth.
The wine stain.
And his daughter's trembling hands.
Slowly…
He turned his head toward his wife.
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And the look in his eyes caused Veronica's blood to run cold.
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