The woman continued reading. “We also identified repeated transfers to an account under Gloria Hayes that match the mortgage payments Ms. Pierce states she provided monthly.”
I turned slowly toward Dylan. “What did you do with that money,” I asked quietly.
He said nothing.
I brought out the overdue notices I had discovered earlier that day, throwing them onto the table as proof that the house was falling into default while I believed everything was paid.
“I trusted you every single month,” I said, my voice breaking slightly despite my effort to remain steady.
He finally collapsed into a chair. “My mother said we would fix it quickly,” he muttered.
Gloria lost her composure completely. “Yes, we used the money, and so what, you earn enough to cover it,” she snapped. “That is what a wife is supposed to do.”
The room felt colder than before.
I handed the final document to the clerk, who read it aloud. “The property located in Riverbend Estates is registered solely under the name of Ms. Lauren Pierce.”
Gloria turned pale immediately.
Dylan stepped back as if the ground had shifted beneath him.
They had not only taken my money.