Chapter 7

"What nonsense are you spouting? You're the one broke here. How's that our problem?" Lucia snapped.

Jessica shook Lucia's hand off. "Lucia, you said you'd give me 15 thousand dollars out of the 60 thousand."

Her words echoed through the garage.

Lucia's face went very pale.

Michael strode over and tried to grab my phone. "Claire, delete the recording."

The staff stepped in front of me, warning him to stay back.

Michael halted, his voice dropping as he pleaded. "Jessica doesn't know any better, and my mom acted out of poor judgment. What do you get from letting things blow…