Margot pushed her way to the front and pointed a finger at me through the bars.
“You are an ungrateful child, especially after my son gave you his prestigious name and a place in society,” she hissed.
I looked her directly in the eyes without even a hint of fear or hesitation.
“The only thing your son gave me was a list of debts to pay, while I gave him a life of luxury he could never have earned on his own,” I retorted.
Caleb swallowed hard as the reality of the situation began to settle into his expression.
I reached through the bars and dropped the heavy folder onto the pavement at his feet.
The photos spilled out onto the ground, showing him and Tessa in various compromising positions across the city.
The bank statements and the forged property deeds followed, fluttering in the light breeze.
Arthur lowered his head in shame, while Margot stood speechless for the first time in the five years I had known her.
“You have two very simple options moving forward, Caleb,” I told him as I signaled for the security guard to step forward.