The following Monday, we met at Mrs. Whitcombe’s office. Desmond, Lorraine, and Cassandra sat opposite us while my lawyer joined by speakerphone. Mrs. Whitcombe placed the original wedding payment beside the additional contract and asked everyone to examine the signature supposedly belonging to me. Desmond insisted that I had verbally agreed to cover the extra expenses. My lawyer calmly explained that a forged signature was not a verbal agreement.
Then Mrs. Whitcombe played the security recording. The room became completely silent. Lorraine eventually admitted that she had wanted the wedding photographs to look a certain way because a society magazine was covering the event. She did not want someone dressed plainly from the far north appearing in the family photographs. Cassandra looked toward me and said she never thought I would mind. I held her gaze. “I minded,” I replied. “I simply didn’t make it your problem.” By noon, Desmond agreed to repay the sixty-eight thousand dollars and sign a written apology. The original document was preserved as evidence.
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