“With what money?” Liam asked coldly.
Then another voice spoke.
Ryan.
“Stay out of it.”
Liam answered immediately.
“Emily and those kids are my family. You don’t get to touch what belongs to them.”
Grace’s voice cracked.
“Ryan, stop.”
Then the recording abruptly ended.
I sat on the concrete floor with my hand over my mouth, barely breathing.
For weeks, some terrible part of me had wondered whether Liam had been hiding secrets from me.
But he hadn’t betrayed us.
He had been trying to protect us.