I knelt in front of her.
“What did he ask you to do, Grace?”
She looked up at me with tear-filled eyes.
“He said if I don’t go with him tonight to his team’s big Thanksgiving dinner, he’ll make sure you lose everything.”
Her voice broke again.
“He wants me there so everyone believes he’s a self-sacrificing family man who raised his daughter alone.”
The truth hit me like a brick.
“He wants to steal your place… your role, Dad.”
The irony. The audacity. The sheer cruelty of it made me feel sick.
But one thing was absolutely certain.
There was no way I was going to let anyone take my daughter away.
“And you believed him?” I asked gently.
Grace burst into tears. “Dad, you worked your whole life for that shop! I didn’t know what else to do.”
I took her hands in mine. “Grace, listen to me. No job is worth losing you. The shop is just a place. You’re my whole world.”
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