Her scheme required control of my trust.
Eleanor sat beside me and murmured, “I’m sorry, Margaret. I should have told you sooner.”
I squeezed her hand.
“You told me when it mattered.”
Then I rose.
“Daniel,” I said quietly, “did you tell your wife that I gave you this house?”
He swallowed.
“Mom, I thought eventually—”
“That wasn’t my question.”
He glanced around the table.
“No.”
“Did you tell her you had completed the purchase?”
No response.
“Because you haven’t.”
Vanessa seized his arm.
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“Say something!”
He remained speechless.
I set a thick envelope on the table.
“Your payment deadline passed thirty days ago. My attorney has already served the contractual default notice. Your opportunity to cure the missed payments expires tomorrow.”
Vanessa grabbed it, her hands trembling as she read.
“You can’t do this!” she whispered.
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