Playing Innocent Wont Save You

The long-lost biological daughter had barely been welcomed back into the Bishop family before she turned her own homecoming gala into my public execution, painting me—the adopted daughter—as a corporate spy.

Surrounded by projection screens flashing supposed evidence of my betrayal, Daphne Bishop clutched her stuffed rabbit, her eyes welling with theatrical tears as she pleaded on my behalf.

"Please, Mommy, Daddy, don't be mad at Elena. It’s all Daphie’s fault for coming home so suddenly and asking Daddy for my shares back."