Amused

Chapter 9: The Money That Was Never Theirs

"Repeat that.""

Marcus stood at the end of the dining table.

Vanessa was still holding the staircase railing.

Her eyes moved between Rebecca, Thomas, and Elaine.

"I said Olivia didn't leave Lily as much money as you think.""

Marcus's voice dropped.

"What does that mean?""

Vanessa came down two steps.

"Your wife had debts.""

"Olivia?""

"Yes.""

Marcus shook his head.

"That's not true.""

"How would you know? You never looked at everything.""

Rebecca immediately interrupted.

"Mrs. Reed, if you're making a claim about the trust, we need documents. Not accusations.""

Vanessa gave a bitter laugh.

"Of course. Everyone believes Marcus.""

Marcus looked at her.

"Then show me the documents.""

She hesitated.

Elaine stood abruptly.

"This conversation is over.""

Marcus turned.

"No. It isn't.""

Elaine picked up her handbag.

"You've made your point. You've embarrassed your wife. You've brought lawyers into a family disagreement.""

Rebecca calmly placed a hand on the folder.

"Mrs. Parker, please remain available. We need to clarify your involvement in the property transaction.""

Elaine stared at her.

"I have nothing to explain.""

Thomas looked at the proposed purchase agreement.

"Your name is on the document.""

Elaine's mouth tightened.

Marcus turned back to Vanessa.

"Where did the money go?""

Vanessa looked down.

Then she said, "Ask your wife's lawyer.""

Marcus frowned.

"Nora?""

"Yes.""

"Why?""

"Because she knows.""

Rebecca asked everyone to sit down.

She requested that Vanessa provide the bank statements supporting her claim.

Vanessa refused.

She said she would only discuss the matter through her own attorney.

Rebecca accepted that.

Then she asked Marcus to call Nora.

He did.

Nora answered quickly.

"Marcus?""

"I need to ask you something about the trust.""

"Go ahead.""

"Did Olivia have debts?""

There was a pause.

"Not significant personal debts. Why?""

"Vanessa claims the trust had less money than I think.""

Nora's voice became serious.

"Did she tell you where she got that information?""

"No.""

"Marcus, the trust balance was independently confirmed during the last annual review. The money is there.""

"How much?""

"Approximately four hundred and thirty thousand dollars, subject to the latest investment valuation.""

Marcus looked at Rebecca.

"Can you send me the statement?""

"I can send it to Rebecca through the appropriate channel. But there's something else.""

"What?""

"Three weeks ago, the trustee received a request to change the payment destination for a portion of the trust's assets.""

Marcus went still.

"Who requested it?""

"The request was submitted in Lily's name, with an accompanying document claiming that you had approved a temporary transfer for household expenses.""

Marcus closed his eyes.

"Did the trustee approve it?""

"No. The request was rejected because the signature authorization was invalid.""

He looked toward Vanessa.

She was watching him.

"How much did they try to transfer?""

Nora answered.

"Forty-two thousand dollars.""

The room went silent.

Marcus felt his fingers go numb.

"That's the same amount on the bank report.""

"Yes.""

"Was the destination account Vanessa's business?""

"I can't disclose the full account details over the phone, but I can confirm the request named a business account as the intended destination.""

Marcus looked at Rebecca.

She had already understood.

"Please send everything to my attorney," he told Nora.

"I will.""

He ended the call.

Vanessa immediately spoke.

"It wasn't stolen.""

Marcus looked at her.

"You requested forty-two thousand dollars from Lily's trust.""

"I was trying to borrow it.""

"Without authorization?""

"I intended to repay it.""

"With what?""

Vanessa's eyes filled.

"My business was collapsing.""

Marcus shook his head.

"So you tried to take money that belonged to a six-year-old.""

"I was going to put it back!""

"When?""

"When things improved!""

Marcus looked at Rebecca.

She was writing notes.

Vanessa began crying.

"I was desperate, Marcus.""

He looked at her.

"Then you should have asked for help.""

"You would have refused.""

"Maybe. But that would have been my decision to make as Lily's father, not yours to bypass.""

Vanessa wiped her face.

"You don't understand what it's like to have everyone depending on you.""

Marcus almost laughed.

"Everyone depending on you? Lily was depending on you to be kind to her.""

Vanessa looked away.

At noon, Rebecca received the official trust statement.

She read it carefully.

Then she turned the laptop toward Marcus.

The trust balance was intact.

The attempted forty-two-thousand-dollar transfer had never been completed.

Marcus exhaled.

But the report contained another detail.

The request had been submitted using a digital identity verification linked to a phone number ending in 7314.

Marcus looked at Vanessa.

"Is that your number?""

Vanessa didn't answer.

Elaine stepped forward.

"It was my phone.""

Marcus turned.

"Your phone?""

Elaine nodded reluctantly.

"I was helping Vanessa with the paperwork.""

"Did you submit the transfer request?""

"I didn't understand what it was.""

Rebecca looked at her.

"Did you enter the verification code?""

Elaine hesitated.

Then she whispered, "Yes.""

Marcus stared.

"Why?""

"Vanessa told me it was a temporary administrative step.""

"Forty-two thousand dollars?""

Elaine's voice rose.

"She told me she was entitled to it because she had helped raise Lily!""

Marcus looked at her in disbelief.

"Helping raise a child doesn't give you ownership of her money.""

Elaine's eyes filled.

"I was trying to help my daughter.""

Marcus shook his head.

"And you thought the way to help her was to take from mine?""

Elaine sat down.

Vanessa covered her face.

For several minutes, nobody spoke.

Then Thomas's phone rang.

He answered, listened, and stood.

"Mr. Reed, the title company has just forwarded another document.""

Marcus looked at him.

"What document?""

"A preliminary settlement agreement submitted yesterday.""

Rebecca opened the attachment.

It contained a statement claiming that Marcus had voluntarily agreed to transfer the house to Elaine in exchange for a lump-sum payment.

But the payment had never been made.

And the signature was not his.

Thomas examined the document.

"There's a witness acknowledgment.""

Marcus looked at the bottom.

Richard Cole.

Then he saw something else.

A second witness.

Nora Bennett.

Marcus frowned.

"That's impossible. Nora never witnessed anything.""

Rebecca zoomed in.

The signature was a copied image.

Someone had taken Nora's name and placed it beneath the document.

Rebecca immediately called her office.

"We need to preserve this version. It appears to contain a forged witness signature.""

Vanessa suddenly stood.

"That's not my document.""

Marcus looked at her.

"Then whose is it?""

She shook her head.

"I don't know.""

Elaine looked toward the front door.

"Vanessa, we should leave.""

But Vanessa didn't move.

Her expression had changed.

She seemed frightened.

Not angry.

Frightened.

At 1:20 p.m., Rebecca asked Marcus to step into the study.

She closed the door.

"I want you to understand something. We have evidence of several suspicious submissions, but we need to let the appropriate authorities and institutions determine what happened. Don't make threats.

Don't destroy anything. And don't try to investigate by confronting people alone.""

Marcus nodded.

"What about Lily?""

"She stays with you under the current arrangements. We'll take steps to ensure nobody attempts to remove her or change her school without proper authorization.""

"Can Vanessa still collect her?""

"We're reviewing the existing household and school permissions. For now, make sure the school has your written instructions.""

Marcus rubbed his forehead.

"How did this happen?""

Rebecca looked at him.

"People sometimes take advantage of trust, especially when they believe the person they're dealing with won't question them.""

Marcus thought about Olivia.

She had trusted him.

She had prepared for Lily's future.

And he had allowed himself to believe that marrying Vanessa meant they would all become one family.

He had overlooked too many warning signs.

Rebecca softened her voice.

"You're taking the right steps now.""

Marcus nodded.

Then his phone vibrated.

A message from Ethan.

*Dad, Mom is asking me to delete the recording. She says Grandma could get in trouble. What should I do?*

Marcus immediately replied.

*Don't delete anything. Don't send it to anyone else. Keep your phone safe. You're not responsible for what adults did.*

Then he went upstairs.

Ethan was sitting on his bed.

Noah was beside him.

Both looked frightened.

Marcus sat between them.

"Listen to me. Whatever happens, neither of you is in trouble.""

Ethan nodded.

"Mom says I betrayed her.""

Marcus looked at him.

"You didn't betray anyone by telling the truth.""

"But she's my mom.""

"And you love her. That's okay.""

Ethan wiped his eyes.

"Can I still see her?""

"Of course. Nobody is asking you to stop loving your mother.""

Noah leaned against Marcus.

"Can Lily stay?""

Marcus wrapped an arm around him.

"Yes, buddy. Lily is staying home.""

Noah looked relieved.

Then Ethan whispered, "There's something else.""

Marcus turned.

"What?""

"Mom has another phone.""

Marcus frowned.

"What do you mean?""

"The old one. She keeps it in her handbag. I heard her talking to Grandma on it last night.""

"What did she say?""

Ethan looked at Noah.

Then he continued.

"She said the money transfer didn't work, but they still had the original account information.""

Marcus felt cold.

"What account information?""

"I don't know. Mom said they needed to find Olivia's original paperwork.""

Marcus immediately thought of the USB drive in Lily's keepsake box.

The trust.

The insurance policy.

The original documents.

He thanked the boys and went downstairs.

He found Vanessa in the living room.

"Where is Olivia's blue box?""

Vanessa looked up.

"What?""

"The box from the garage. Where is it?""

She frowned.

"How should I know?""

"It was moved.""

"I didn't move anything.""

Marcus looked toward the hallway.

He remembered Lily saying Vanessa had put the photographs in a black bag.

He went to the garage.

The black bag was gone.

He checked the storage shelves.

Nothing.

Then he checked the security footage.

At 9:42 the previous evening, Vanessa had entered the garage carrying her handbag.

She had left seven minutes later with a black storage bag.

Marcus watched the footage again.

Then he walked back inside.

"Where did you take Olivia's things?""

Vanessa stood.

"I told you, I don't know.""

"You're on the security camera.""

Her expression changed.

For a moment, she said nothing.

Then she replied, "I moved them because the garage was cluttered.""

"Where?""

"At my mother's.""

Marcus looked at Elaine.

She had gone pale.

"Why?""

Vanessa's voice cracked.

"Because there was something in that box I needed to find.""

Marcus stared at her.

"What?""

She didn't answer.

Then Elaine suddenly whispered:

"The original beneficiary amendment.""

Marcus turned.

"What amendment?""

Elaine looked at Vanessa.

Vanessa's face had gone white.

Marcus felt his heartbeat accelerate.

Nora had said Olivia created a separate trust.

The beneficiary was Lily.

But an amendment could potentially contain important information.

He stepped closer.

"Did Olivia change the beneficiary?""

Vanessa shook her head.

"No.""

"Then why did you take the box?""

She looked at him.

And finally, the truth began to emerge.

"Because your wife left another document.""

Marcus froze.

"What document?""

Vanessa's eyes filled.

"A document that names someone else as the person who can receive the money if Lily dies before she's old enough to inherit it.""

Marcus stared.

"Who?""

Vanessa looked toward Elaine.

Elaine lowered her head.

Then Vanessa whispered a name.

"Me.""

Marcus felt as though the room had tilted.

He didn't believe her.

He couldn't.

But before he could ask another question, Rebecca appeared in the doorway holding her phone.

"Marcus, we have a problem.""

He turned.

"What?""

Rebecca looked at the message on her screen.

"The trustee has received an urgent notification claiming Lily's identity documents may have been compromised. Someone is requesting that the trust be frozen and the beneficiary information reviewed.""

Marcus stared at Vanessa.

Then at Elaine.

One of them had just made another move.

And this time, they were trying to interfere with Lily's entire future.

At 3:40 p.m., Marcus received a call from Nora.

Her voice was tense.

"Marcus, I've reviewed the latest submission.""

"What did they send?""

"A copy of an amendment that appears to have been signed by Olivia shortly before her death.""

Marcus closed his eyes.

"Is it real?""

"That's what we're investigating. The signature appears similar, but there are inconsistencies.""

"Who submitted it?""

Nora hesitated.

Then she answered.

"Vanessa Reed.""

Marcus looked toward the living room.

His wife was standing by the window.

She was staring out at the street.

"What's the amendment supposed to do?"" he asked.

Nora took a breath.

"It claims to change the contingent beneficiary of the trust.""

"To Vanessa?""

"Yes.""

Marcus's fingers tightened around the phone.

"Can she receive Lily's money?""

"Not on the basis of this document. The trustee has placed the request under review. But I need you to understand something.""

"What?""

"The amendment is dated three days before Olivia died.""

Marcus went completely still.

Because three days before Olivia died, Vanessa hadn't even been part of his life.

And the document contained a signature that looked like his late wife's.

A signature someone had apparently copied.

Nora continued.

"Marcus, there's a second problem.""

"What?""

"The witness listed on the amendment is someone who was present during Olivia's final hospitalization.""

Marcus felt his stomach drop.

"Who?""

Nora read the name.

And Marcus realized that the person who might have helped create the document wasn't a stranger.

It was someone he had trusted with Olivia's care.

Someone who had been there when his first wife took her final breath.

Someone who knew exactly how vulnerable he had been.

Someone who had never been questioned.

His voice barely came out.

"Tell me who witnessed it.""

May you like

Nora answered.

"Your former sister-in-law, Claire Reed.""

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