“Yes,” I interrupted softly. “Derek said the Lawsons funded it themselves.”
Derek finally found his voice. “Betty, babe, don’t do this here.”
Babe.
Funny how men reach for tenderness only when humiliation lands on them instead.
Ursula stood quietly beside me, eyes wide but dry now. Nick still held my hand with both of his.
I squeezed back.
Then I pulled out the second document.
“This,” I said, lifting the invoice, “is the remaining balance.”
Lorraine frowned. “Remaining balance?”
“The balance due Monday morning,” I clarified. “Because I only approved the deposit personally.”
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