Chapter 892

Rhea looked fragile, but Jace had always known her strength. She stayed late when others left, worked harder than anyone. He’d respected that—wanted to help her grow.

Now, seeing her red, swollen eyes hit him harder than any accusation. She’d held it together through everything—but his disappointment shattered her.

“I know I messed up,” she said quietly. “I’ll resign tomorrow. If you won’t call the police, I’ll confess.”

“Who said you’re quitting?” Jace snapped.

They both froze. Rhea hadn’t expected that. Honestly, neither had he.

But she hadn’t orchestrated the scheme—she was a pawn.