Chapter 3 - Michael Finally Confesses His Deep And Cowardly Deception
Michael swallowed hard, his throat working convulsively as beads of sweat formed along his hairline.
He refused to lift his eyes from the polished mahogany tabletop, wishing the floor would simply open up and swallow him whole.
“Well, Michael? Tell the old man the truth!” Robert demanded, slamming his heavy hand down onto the wood again.
“Dad… just stop, please,” Michael mumbled, his voice cracking with pathetic weakness and fear.
“Stop what? Tell her she’s out of line!” Robert roared, leaning over the table toward his daughter-in-law.
“She’s… she’s not lying, Dad,” Michael confessed in a whisper so quiet it barely carried across the room.
Robert’s arrogant expression shattered instantly, replaced by a look of sheer, unadulterated shock.
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“What did you just say? Whose name is on the deed?” Robert asked, his voice dropping into a shaky, bewildered pitch.
“Sarah’s… her family trust funded the entire purchase when my stock options crashed three years ago,” Michael muttered miserably.
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