Chapter 8 - The Trust Fund
Evelyn’s face flushed a deep, humiliated red. Several bridesmaids at the table had stopped talking and were now staring at her.
"Admiral, with all due respect, you don't understand our family dynamic," Evelyn whispered furiously, trying to keep her voice down. "Cassidy's wedding is a massive undertaking. We are dealing with hundreds of thousands of dollars in planning. Natalie chose a career that doesn't fit our lifestyle. I can't be in two places at once."
Caldwell didn't raise his voice, but his words carried the lethal precision of a sniper.
"Since you are so concerned with your financial undertakings, Mrs. Vance," Caldwell said smoothly, "I think you should know that Captain Vance's new security clearance required a full, unredacted audit of all associated family financials."
Evelyn stopped breathing. The color violently drained from her sophisticated face, leaving her looking completely ashen.
"What?" Evelyn choked out, her hands shaking so badly she dropped her mimosa glass. It shattered against the table, spilling champagne everywhere.
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"The Navy is now fully aware that you and your husband secretly remortgaged Natalie’s childhood home—the property her grandfather left exclusively to her in his trust—to pay for Cassidy’s extravagant wedding," Caldwell stated, his voice completely devoid of mercy.
👉 What terrifying consequences are about to crash down on Evelyn and Cassidy?
