Serena continued, sounding gentle and wounded.
“Andrew told me the marriage was basically over. I never wanted to hurt your son.”
Olivia said, “You were laughing at the window yesterday.”
Silence.
“I saw you,” Olivia continued. “My son was beside me.”
Serena’s voice changed.
“You do not know what Andrew told me.”
“I know what he paid you.”
Another silence followed.
Julian smiled like a locked door.
Serena recovered poorly.
“My contracts were legitimate.”
“Then the audit will be simple.”
Serena disconnected.
Marcus saved the recording.
Julian finally spoke.
“She is going to run.”
“She will try,” Marcus answered.
“She has two sisters in Arizona and a mother in Tampa,” Lydia said calmly. “Running will look terrible.”
Olivia looked at all three of them.
For years, she had kept her family at a careful distance because Andrew claimed they were overwhelming. Too wealthy. Too involved. Too controlling.
Now she understood.
