Back inside the church, Mom attempted to interrupt Grandpa. Dad stood beside her, looking increasingly uncomfortable. I could see Brooke staring at the floor while Stacy nervously touched her diamond bracelet. Neither sister seemed surprised that something was wrong. I wondered how much they had known about the money. Grandpa asked me to bring forward the folder. Owen handed it to me, and I walked toward the foundation’s board chair. I explained that I wasn’t trying to ruin a wedding. I simply wanted the truth documented and the money protected.

The board chair opened the folder and began examining the statements. Her expression became serious as she recognized the foundation’s records. She confirmed that the fund had been established for my education and that its management required proper accountability. Mom immediately insisted there had been misunderstandings and that every withdrawal had been justified. But the records showed otherwise. Grandpa looked at her and quietly said, “You told me Hannah didn’t want my help.” Mom started crying. Then Dad finally spoke, revealing that he had known about the withdrawals all along.