Daniel whispered, “Who is that?”
I stood.
Adrian spotted me, and his stern expression softened briefly.
Then he walked directly down the aisle, passing stunned guests, the motionless wedding party, and my sister in her expensive white gown.
Dad stumbled upright.
“Mr. Cole. This is a private event.”
Adrian stopped beside him and leaned close.
Whatever he whispered drained the color from Dad’s face.
I couldn’t hear him, but I knew the words.
Richard, I own the debt now. And Emma owns the truth.
Dad gripped his chair.
“This is