Sarah’s hands trembled, she sat on the edge of the couch, her face pale and weary.
Maisie stood at a distance, her arms crossed, a look of disappointment etched on her face .
“You need to explain everything, Sarah,” Aidan said calmly, though the look in his eyes betrayed his anger. He sat next to Maisie waiting for her to speak.
Sarah took a shaky breath.
“It started about two years ago,” she began.
“Grandpa was drowning in debt. He tried everything, selling assets, cutting costs, but it wasn’t enough. The bank was breathing down his neck, and he didn’t want the board to find out how bad things really were. So, he came to me for help.” She said staring at her sweaty palm and trying to keep her voice steady.
“You knew? You knew all this and never told me?” Maisie’s voice broke as she
