Chapter 6 - Sister Paige’s Secret Shopping Spree
Paige rolled her eyes, leaning lazily against the doorframe while sipping her gourmet coffee with an air of absolute superiority.
“Honestly, David, you should be thanking us for babysitting her instead of walking around here acting like a drill sergeant,” Paige snapped.
“Babysitting? Is that what you call draining my military bank accounts to buy luxury purses and country club memberships?” David asked.
Paige nearly choked on her coffee, coughing sharply as her smug expression vanished into sudden, startled panic.
“What... what are you talking about? Nobody touched your stupid deployment money!” Paige stammered, wiping her mouth with her sleeve.
“I have every single bank statement, wire transfer receipt, and credit card bill downloaded right here on my laptop,” David stated flatly.
Margaret stepped forward, her face turning crimson with furious indignation as she tried to regain control of the narrative.
“That money was legally transferred to us for household management and family support while you were overseas!” Margaret shrieked.
“Household management doesn't include buying a brand-new luxury truck and funding European vacations for my sister,” David replied coldly.
“You signed the power of attorney over to us, David! legally, it was our money to spend however we saw fit!” Margaret yelled.
“A power of attorney granted for medical emergencies and bill payments is not a license for grand theft and elder abuse,” David said.
“You can't do anything to us! We own this house now! My name is on the secondary deed!” Margaret shrieked hysterically.
“Your name was added through fraudulent misrepresentation and undue influence while my wife was incapacitated,” David countered smoothly.
Paige looked between her mother and brother, realizing that their comfortable financial scam was rapidly collapsing around them.
“Mom, make him stop! He’s acting crazy! Call our lawyer right now!” Paige demanded, her voice rising in pitch.
“Your lawyer can meet mine down at the county courthouse after the federal marshals finish reviewing these files,” David answered.
Margaret’s eyes widened in sheer horror as she finally understood that her son was no longer the obedient boy who left for war.
He was a hardened combat veteran with unlimited financial resources, digital proof, and a lethal amount of cold fury.
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“You wouldn't dare put your own mother and sister in prison over some money,” Margaret whispered, her voice trembling.
“Try me,” David whispered back, stepping past them into the hallway with Gwen safely walking right behind him.
