“There are several proposed modifications to the event arrangements that require clarification.”
Brielle sighed.
“We went through this with the planner.”
“Yes,” Daniel said. “However, not all of those requests were approved by the contracting client.”
Marcus looked at his mother.
“Mom?”
Evelyn regarded him steadily.
“Daniel, show them the revised schedule.”
The manager removed three pages.
Brielle’s expression changed.
Marcus noticed.
“What is that?”
Daniel placed the documents on the table.
“Revisions received four days ago concerning seating, the family program, and additional services.”
Marcus began reading.
The color gradually left his face.
He reached the paragraph describing Evelyn’s removal from the family table.
Then the note about escorting her to the private lounge.
His eyes stopped moving.
“Mom,” he whispered.
Evelyn didn’t answer.
He turned the page.
At the bottom was the confirmation email.
It came from his own address.
Brielle and I approve the revised arrangements. Please keep these details within the planning team. I don’t want my mother upset before the ceremony.
Brielle reached for the papers.
“Marcus, don’t—”
He pulled them away.
“Did you know Mom was supposed to be escorted out after dinner?”
Brielle stared at him.
