Chapter 5 - THE LION'S DEN
Saturday arrived with blinding sunshine. The Charleston Country Club was decorated in sickeningly lavish amounts of white silk and orchids—all paid for by the credit lines Richard had drained from Clara's accounts.
I arrived in a tailored black suit. Maya, Sophie, and Lily walked beside me, wearing beautiful dresses in deep emerald green—Clara’s favorite color.
Richard spotted us immediately. He practically jogged over, his tuxedo tight across his shoulders, holding a silver pen.
"Henry! You brought the transfer papers?" he demanded, not even looking at his daughters.
"They are in a sealed envelope," I said calmly, tapping the breast pocket of my jacket. "I will hand them to the officiant. Once you say your vows and make things official with Chloe, the officiant will hand the envelope to you. Call it a wedding gift."
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Richard smirked, adjusting his cufflinks. "You always were a practical man, Henry. Go take a seat. The show is about to start."
As Richard walked away, Maya slipped past the crowded cocktail tables and vanished toward the venue's audio-visual booth.
