The woman with the briefcase opened another document and spoke calmly.
“In addition to her business, Ms. Miller also established a charitable foundation that currently holds approximately twelve million dollars dedicated to social programs,” she explained.
Susan’s glass slipped from her hand and shattered on the ground, while Kayla covered her mouth in shock.
Paige watched their reactions carefully, remembering how they had treated her just minutes earlier.
“Bankrupt,” Susan stammered while forcing a weak smile. “My daughter, I love you, and this was all just a misunderstanding, so please come inside because this is your home.”
Paige slowly shook her head, her expression calm but firm.
“No, I am not bankrupt, and I only wanted to know if you would still care about me without money,” she said. “Now I have my answer.”
The silence that followed felt heavy and unavoidable.
Thomas closed his folder and spoke again.
“We need your final decision regarding the legal status of this property,” he said.
Kayla rushed forward with tears in her eyes.
“This is our home and you cannot take it away from us,” she pleaded.
Susan grabbed Paige’s hands, her voice trembling in a desperate attempt to regain control.