Chapter 4
Victoria grabbed my arm.
“Leave.”
I looked down at her hand.
She let go.
Raymond came over with a champagne glass and a rich man’s smile he had borrowed but not earned.
“Glenn, don’t make this awkward.”
“Awkward was stealing my money to buy your watch.”
His smile vanished.
Victoria hissed, “Keep your voice down.”
“Why? Logan’s family should know who they welcomed.”
Sabrina rushed toward us, veil lifted, eyes blazing.
“I asked you not to come.”
“No,” I said. “You asked me to disappear.”
Her face flushed.
“This is my wedding.”
“Yes. And I paid for it.”
Raymond laughed.
“A real father doesn’t keep receipts.”
I looked at him.
“A real father keeps promises.”
He had no answer.
Logan, the groom, appeared behind Sabrina.
He looked confused.
“Is everything okay?”
Victoria smiled too quickly.
“Fine. Glenn is emotional.”
I opened the garment bag.
The torn suit hung inside like a body after an accident.
Logan’s mother gasped.
Sabrina looked away.
I said, “Victoria cut this last night because she said Raymond represents the family better.”
Logan frowned.
“Sabrina?”
She swallowed.
“It was complicated.”
“No,” I said. “It was simple.”
Lydia stepped beside me.
“Mrs. Davis, Mr. Lane, and Ms. Davis, you are being served preservation notices regarding fraud, forged loan documents, and misappropriated funds.”
The cocktail area froze.
Victoria’s eyes widened.
“You brought a lawyer?”
“You brought scissors.”
Raymond backed up.
“I didn’t forge anything.”
Lydia handed him papers.
“The bank will be interested in that statement.”
Sabrina’s voice broke.
“Dad, please don’t do this.”
The word Dad hit me hard.
She only used it when she needed rescue.
I looked at her.
“You laughed when your mother said she would leave me homeless.”
Her face went white.
May you like
Logan turned slowly.
“You did what?”
