Chapter 2 - The Whispers of Betrayal
Valerie’s face turned visibly pale as Grandfather Arthur stepped between her and the bed. Kendra instinctively pulled her oversized sunglasses down, clutching her Persian cat tightly against her blue summer dress.
"Dad," Valerie stammered, attempting to adjust her pearl necklace with trembling hands. "What are you doing here? This is just a private family matter between my daughters."
"It ceased to be a private family matter when you started stealing from one grandchild to fund the lavish lifestyle of another," Arthur said coldly.
He walked over to the visitor's chair beside Naomi's bed, pulling it close. Marcus pulled up another chair, resting his hand gently on Naomi’s uninjured arm. Baby Nia’s quiet whimpers began to settle as Naomi gently rocked her.
Arthur opened the thick yellow manila folder, laying out crisp bank statements, property deeds, and wire transfer receipts directly across the overbed tray table.
"You've been funding more than just medical bills, Naomi," Arthur said, his low, serious tone echoing in the quiet room.
Naomi stared down at the documents. Her eyes scanned the numbers printed in stark black ink. For the past four years, ever since her father passed away, Naomi had been sending three thousand dollars every single month to a family trust account. Valerie had convinced Naomi that these funds were paying for her late father’s lingering medical debts and maintaining the modest family home in upstate New York.
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"What... what is this?" Naomi whispered, her voice cracking as she picked up a paper with her left hand. "Why is my monthly transfer going directly into a personal account registered in Kendra's name?"
👉 Read PART 3 to see how Kendra tried to excuse the stolen money!
