I almost admired the survival instinct. Almost.

Reeves turned her gaze on the young mistress. “Are you Celeste Varn?”

Celeste went rigidly still. “Yes.”

“Ms. Varn, you’re under active federal investigation for knowingly accepting illegally transferred assets tied to three of the Ashford shell companies.”

Celeste’s mouth fell open, the color draining. “No! Daniel told me those wire transfers were gifts! He said it was his personal allowance!”

Daniel’s voice cracked like a teenager’s. “Shut up, Celeste! Shut your mouth!”