“You would be surprised how useful transparency becomes when someone assumes you’ll never bother looking.”
Martin placed another document on the table.
“Mrs. Reeves filed a police report this morning regarding the suspected forged documents. She has also filed a petition to freeze any questionable access connected to the estate or trust.”
Marjorie shot to her feet.
“You ungrateful girl! After everything this family has done for you?”
I gave a small laugh.
“You offered me control and called it love.”
Ethan stepped toward me and reached for my arm.
Before he could touch me, the conference-room door opened.
Two officers entered.
Martin remained calm.
“Mr. Reeves, I would recommend speaking with legal counsel before making any further statements.”
Ethan’s face turned red as the officers guided him toward the hallway.
“She owes me!” he shouted. “I’m her husband!”
I looked at him one last time.
“No, Ethan.”
My voice was steady.
“You were my father’s final warning.”
