“So when you told Tristan his life would change…”

“It wasn’t a threat,” he said. “It was just the truth.”

The authorities had been tracking the transfers, the shell companies, and the rigged contracts for a long time. The whole operation had nothing to do with my failed wedding.

Tristan and his family fell because of what they themselves had done.

My father watched the television in silence, taking in the images of the sealed offices. “I hope justice is done,” he said quietly. “But I won’t celebrate anyone’s ruin.”

That was the moment I understood exactly why Shawn respected him. Publicly insulted, my father wasn’t after revenge. He only wanted other honest workers to stop being used.