On the third day following the gala, Jacob gathered the entire lineage at the old mansion for a decisive council, a grim assembly that brought together my parents, Brandon, Lily, and the core stakeholders.
Sitting silently in the shadows was Lily, and her face was hollowed by three sleepless nights that had aged her by over ten years. Her swollen eyes were a testament to the storm that had already begun.
Safely cradled in Sarah's arms, I quietly observed this ultimate reckoning.
I was just a six-month-old infant, so they all thought I didn't understand a thing.
Jacob had his lawyers lay all the devastating proof upon the long table, setting down a barrage of files, surveillance photos, and intercepted audio logs. Together, they forged an ironclad chain of evidence so unbreakable that i
