Holdings.
DPM.
Daniel. Patricia. Melissa.
“They knew,” I whispered.
Rebecca nodded. “They invited you there because they already knew you inherited the property.”
The humiliation suddenly made sense.
They wanted me angry.
They wanted me to make a scene.
And there were cameras in the dining room.
Rebecca contacted the mansion’s security company. My grandfather’s trust still owned the surveillance system, so the trustee retained access.
The footage showed Patricia deliberately lifting the bowl.
After I left, Patricia asked, “Did she threaten anyone?”
Daniel answered, “No. But we can say
