“Evelyn, you’re destroying this family,” Richard whispered.

“You destroyed it three years ago,” Evelyn said, resting her forehead on her hands on the mahogany table.

Vance got up out of his chair, snatching his car keys off the table.

“Where are you going?” Chloe shouted at him.

“I’m going to call the furniture store and cancel the order before my name ends up on a sheriff’s lien,” Vance said, spinning on his heel and walking out the double doors without a look back.

Chloe stared after him, then turned to Richard with wide, frightened eyes.