Ava’s POV
“Where would you get the money?” Richard asked, his gaze narrowing slightly as he studied me. “You know a man like that will need it in the millions.”
He wasn’t wrong about that. I leaned closer, lowering my voice like I was sharing a secret, a mischievous smile tugging at my lips.
“I don’t have money,” I whispered. “But Victor does. I’ve got a blank check with his name on it.”
Richard’s brow lifted, skepticism clear in his expression. “You’re using his money? Isn’t he going to notice?”
“June was his daughter too,” I replied smoothly, leaning back as I lifted my glass. “Spending on her is fair.”
Inside me, my thoughts sharpened, turning cold.
A whole year… an entire year, and he never once searched for the truth. Never once questioned anything beyond what was placed in fro
