Dahlia raised a brow, a sly, knowing smile tugging at her lips. “Interesting…”
Her smile widened as she let the words hang, eyes scanning the room like a predator sizing up its prey. “Perfect. Then our problem is solved.”
Damien’s voice snapped, sharp and incredulous. “Mother… what the hell is going on here? What do you mean?”
Dahlia’s gaze twinkled, settling on Harper with amusement. “Well, now we can finally secure the support of the Takahashis.”
Ashcroft straightened, brow furrowed, suspicion and confusion flashing across his face. “The Takahashis? How? And what does that have to do with her?”
Dahlia’s smile turned wicked, almost triumphant. “Because… Harper Lin… is Harper Takahashi.”
The room froze.
Maya’s hand shot to her mouth, eyes wide with disbelief. “Wait… what?”
Damien’s
