Yvonne went rigid in her seat.
“We also have subpoenaed message logs,” Edmund continued, “between Portia and her mother, discussing how to persuade Mr.
Ashworth to sign a durable power of attorney right after the honeymoon.”
“A power of attorney?” Emerson repeated.
“It was for convenience!” Portia said.
“For our home, our investments—”
“No,” Rosalind said, without a trace of hesitation.
“It was so you could drain his accounts and cut me out of the estate entirely.” Edmund drew out several printed emails.
“Two months ago, Miss Wexford wrote to her mother: ‘First we get Emerson to sign the authorization.
Then we make Rosalind look senile.