Asher's face went pale when he saw the picture. He looked at me, clearly troubled.

"This isn't Nadine," he said quietly. "The woman in this picture is Isabelle Haines. Livia's mom."

"Isabelle Haines? Why does she look like Nadine?" I asked, feeling a rush of confusion.

Asher shook his head. "I don’t know. But Isabelle has a history of causing trouble. She must be behind this framing. She's been trying to stir up problems for a while."

I stumbled back, my anger and regret overwhelming me. I had let Nadine leave because of my rage. I couldn’t believe I let my anger cloud my judgment.

"Livia's mother? That’s your daughter,...