Chapter 5: My Lunch Guests Arrived
After lunch, Marjorie followed me into the kitchen.
Her voice dropped into a whisper.
“You’ll learn obedience,” she said, “or you’ll lose everything.”
I turned off the faucet slowly.
For the first time all day, I looked her directly in the eyes.
“So can a family.”
Her smile faltered.
Then the doorbell rang.
I dried my hands on a towel.
“That should be my lawyer.”
Adrian opened the door expecting a delivery.
Instead, two attorneys, a financial investigator, and a police officer stood outside.
His face drained.
“What is this?”
“My lunch guests,” I said.
Marjorie snapped, “Don’t let them inside.”
The lead attorney lifted a folder calmly.
“Mrs. Vale owns this property. We were invited.”
Adrian turned to me, disbelief cracking through his arrogance.
“What did you do?”
I lifted the hidden phone.
Marjorie’s voice filled the foyer.
“You’ll learn obedience, or you’ll lose everything.”
Then Adrian’s voice followed.
“You live in my house, spend my money, and use my name.”
He lunged toward the phone.
The officer stepped between us.
“Sir, don’t.”
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