When she died, my father said she left nothing but old jewelry and debts.
That, too, had been a lie.
“She knew,” I said.
My father glared at me. “Your grandmother was confused near the end.”
“No,” I said. “She was careful near the end.”
Evelyn nodded. “Mrs. Celia Whitaker suspected that financial misconduct had occurred within Reed & Whitaker Construction. She also suspected Arthur Whitaker had used family assets to conceal personal losses. Before her death, she arranged for certain documents to be preserved. She instructed that they be reviewed only if Arthur attempted to take advantage of Claire or Claire’s children.”
My mother covered her mouth.
I looked at her. “Grandma knew you would protect him.”
Tears slid down my mother’s cheeks, but I did not move to comfort her.
That was another habit I had broken.
Brent threw the page onto the table. “So what? You want money? Is that what this is? You got your little revenge show. Congratulations.”
