My father looked like he might collapse.
My mother began shaking.
Jessica stared in confusion.
“What is he talking about?”
Marcus opened his briefcase.
Then he delivered the final blow.
“The owner of the property is Emily Carter.”
The room went silent.
Jessica’s face turned white.
My father looked at me in disbelief.
My mother burst into tears.
“You bought our house?” Jessica whispered.
I looked at her calmly.
“I saved your house.”
That was the difference.
One they had never understood.
