I didn’t know what he meant, but I felt a flicker of hope.
After he arranged a room for me at a nearby bed and breakfast, I went there that night, trying to process everything. The next morning, I met him at his office, exhausted and still in shock.
He greeted me with a knowing smile. "Sit down, Dawn. You’re going to want to hear this."
I sank into the chair, my head spinning. "What’s going on?"
He slid a folder across the table. "Your father was a very wise man," he said, his voice steady. "He knew Charlotte would kick you out the moment she got control of the house."
My heart skipped a beat. "He knew?"
Matthew nodded, his expression serious. "Seven years ago, your father inherited a sum of nearly two million dollars from a distant relative who had no children. He kept it a secret from both of you, but it’s important now."
