Margaret looked at him.
“You made it the place for them.”
The manager spoke again.
“Mrs. Bennett, there are additional charges. Luxury furniture, a vehicle deposit, and a private consulting fee were billed to the same account over the last four months.”
Margaret’s eyes moved to Daniel.
He looked away.
The room filled with a low, restless sound.
Tiffany shook her head.
“No.”
“Mrs. Price,” Margaret said, “I have never authorized those charges.”
“I didn’t know about them,” Tiffany replied.
Margaret looked at the diamond bracelet on Tiffany’s wrist.
“You wore that when you came to my house last month.”
Tiffany covered it with her other hand.
“It was a gift.”
“From whom?”
Tiffany glanced at Daniel.
He said nothing.
Roland’s jaw tightened.
“You are making accusations in front of two hundred people based on a misunderstanding.”
Margaret opened the folder again.
“The venue has copies of every document. My bank has copies of every transaction. The land registry has the transfer. If this is a misunderstanding, it will become clear.”
Daniel took another step.
“Mom, I can repay you.”
“With what?”
“I’ll get a loan.”
“You applied for one against land you did not own.”
“I was desperate.”
“You were comfortable.”
His eyes reddened.
