She Paid for the Backyard Wedding That Was Meant to Steal Her Home
had spent his whole life being obeyed before he finished a sentence.
“You people cannot be serious,” he said.
Dana nodded toward the officer.
“We are.”
That was when Ethan’s father made his first mistake in front of everyone.
He grabbed the property folder.
Not quickly enough to steal it.
Just quickly enough to show every camera on my house that he believed it could hurt him.
The officer caught his wrist and pushed the folder back onto the linen.
No one screamed.
No one needed to.
The sound of his cuff closing was louder than the wedding march had been.
Ethan’s mother started forward.
“Don’t you dare touch my husband.”
Dana turned to her.
“Mrs. Vance, you are going to want to stay where you are.”
“I did nothing.”
The recorder clicked again, and her own voice filled the yard.
“Put the house in Ethan’s reach before Claire finds
