“Let us bring some common sense to this ridiculous misunderstanding,” Douglas began smoothly, placing his gold pen on a legal notepad.

“My client, Brandon, made a reasonable executive decision to restrict household credit cards to curb domestic overspending, which my client’s wife has unfortunately blown completely out of proportion.”

Brandon leaned forward over the mahogany table, shaking his head with exaggerated disappointment as he looked directly into my eyes.

“Paige, this entire circus is completely childish,” Brandon sighed loudly.

“You were temporarily embarrassed at a grocery store checkout because of your own reckless shopping, but dragging financial investigators into our private family matters is utterly unhinged.“

Brenda nodded vigorously in agreement, smoothing her cashmere sweater as she glared across the table at me.