Harrison didn’t look at her; his eyes remained fixed on the judge.

“She managed all the accounts,” Harrison continued, his voice growing stronger.

“She told me we would lose the house and the business if we didn’t use Claire’s assets as collateral.”

“She said Claire had more money than she could ever spend, and that we were entitled to a share of it.”

“Did you believe her?” Elena asked.

“At first, yes,” Harrison admitted, looking down.

“But then I saw the bank statements.”

“I saw she was using Claire’s trust to pay off personal credit cards and European trips.”

“When I tried to stop her, she said she would tell the board I was the one who authorized the transfers.”

“She had set me up to take the fall from the very beginning.”

Patricia’s hand flew to her collarbone, her nails digging into her skin.

The polished gold rings on her fingers clicked against each other.

“He’s trying to save his own skin!” she yelled, ignoring her attorney’s frantic whispers.

“Quiet, Mrs. Voss,” Judge Harris said, her voice dropping an octave.