stand.
Daniel frowned.
“Claire?”
I turned toward our guests.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for wasting your afternoon.”
Patricia froze.
I looked directly at Daniel.
“But there won’t be a wedding today.”
His face drained of color.
And I wasn’t finished.
Not even close.
PART 2
Daniel grabbed my wrist.
“What are you doing?”
I calmly pulled free.
Patricia hissed, “Put that microphone down.”
I raised it instead.
“My fiancé and his mother have just informed me that unless I transfer two properties to Daniel, he refuses to marry me.”
