It was her

The boss from earlier looked at the girl with furrowed brows. 

"Are you sure she is the same girl?" He looked at Delilah, who was barely conscious because of the multiple slaps he landed on her face, angry that she was pretending to be unconscious when she was clearly awake. 

He might as well give her that since she liked to pretend so much.

He had nothing against this girl personally. He was one of the guys who would treat people nicely until ordered. However, looking at Delilah, he was reminded of his adopted daughter. 

His daughter conspired with the alpha, throwing him and his family on the streets. She had similar facial features and height. 

He agreed that he wasn't the best father to her, making her work at his house like a maid, but that was what she should have done since he had brought her and given her a home, right?