“Brandon says his corporate credit cards were declined at nine this morning.”

“Mr.

Vance is carrying out the trust orders, Chloe,” I said, setting my black coffee mug on the wooden coaster.

“He’s not managing Brandon’s personal credit lines.”

Victoria turned the empty diamond setting on her ring finger, twisting the metal until the skin underneath went pink.

“You planned every step of this,” Victoria said, looking straight at me for the first time since sunrise.

“You sat in that dining room last night knowing exactly what Arthur was going to read.”