Three days before the wedding, the board voted to suspend him, effective at noon on his wedding day. The bank agreed to freeze accounts connected to the forged loan, and detectives prepared warrants for financial fraud.
“Still attending?” Parker asked.
I looked at Brinley, four months old, smiling in my arms. “Yes. Her father called her useless, so I want her present when his lie loses its name.”
Connor’s wedding filled the Grand Horizon Hotel with white roses, candles, and guests expecting to witness a dynasty secure its future. At eleven fifty-eight, I entered carrying Brinley and one sealed envelope.
Betsy saw me first. Her smile vanished.
PART 3
The music stopped as I walked down the aisle. Guests turned, Connor’s face hardened, and Alyssa gripped his arm.
“You weren’t invited,” Betsy snapped.
“I was invited to this family six years ago,” I said. “Today I’m returning what it gave me.”
Connor stepped from the altar. “Leave before security removes you.”