Harold finally spoke while staring at his son. “Patrick you told us the house belonged to both of you.”
Deborah quickly snatched the papers and scanned them before glaring at me. “Are you threatening my son with police involvement?”
“I am protecting myself,” I answered. “Your son took money from my account and tried to push me out of my own home.”
Melissa rolled her eyes and said, “We are family. Why make such drama over money?”
I laughed once because the absurdity of the statement could not be ignored.
“Family does not secretly drain bank accounts and then arrive with luggage expecting free housing,” I said.
Patrick tried to regain control by lowering his voice. “Natalie we should discuss this privately inside.”
“No,” I answered immediately.
He stepped closer and said, “You wired the down payment from a shared account which means the money belongs to both of us.”
“That only proves you do not understand financial law,” I replied.
I raised my phone and continued speaking.
“I also contacted your workplace this morning to confirm something.”
Patrick’s eyes widened slightly.