“I worked in forensic auditing before I married your grandson,” I said quietly. “I kept copies of everything.”
Celeste whispered, “She’s lying.”
Victor ignored her. “Mercer will verify.”
Adrian stepped forward. “You’re making a mistake. She’s unstable.”
Victor’s gaze didn’t waver. “You forged my name.”
Adrian’s voice cracked. “It was temporary. We needed liquidity—”
“Liquidity?” Victor’s tone turned lethal. “You stole from your own child.”
Elaine reached for his arm. “Victor, please—”
He pulled away. “You told me she was cared for.”
“I thought—”
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