I froze the video.

Tessa stared at me.

“What amended trust papers?”

I looked toward the chapel doors, where two hundred guests were waiting to watch me become a Harrow.

For the first time that morning, I almost smiled.

“The reason this wedding was never only about me.”

At noon, Evelyn swept through the hotel ballroom in silver silk, accepting compliments as though she owned the building.

Technically, she almost did.

Harrow Hospitality controlled twelve luxury properties, including the hotel hosting our wedding.

After her husband’s stroke, Evelyn had taken over as interim chair while Adrian prepared to assume control.

Publicly, she claimed the company was thriving.

Privately, I had uncovered $8.7 million routed through three “renovation vendors” that all shared a mailing address with a shell company controlled by Evelyn’s brother.

Adrian wanted solid proof before confronting her.

Now we had motive as well.

The amended trust papers were important because Adrian’s signature would transfer temporary voting control of his father’s shares to Evelyn during his incapacity.