“Then you are going to regret this deeply,” she hissed, dropping her sweet act entirely. “I have already signed binding contracts in both of our names for the venue, the luxury designers, and the honeymoon villa, which totals nearly nine hundred thousand dollars, so if you cancel now, your family pays every penny.”
That single statement gave me the final confirmation I needed.
Tabitha had insisted that Robin authorize her to manage all wedding expenses through a dedicated account. He genuinely believed that the account contained only his personal funds, but it did not. My attorneys had funded it with a special traceable reserve after Teresa reported that Tabitha was pressuring local vendors to artificially inflate their invoices.
“Which specific contracts did you sign?” I asked her calmly.
“All of them,” she replied smugly.
“And what about the hidden kickback commissions?” I added.
Her eyes narrowed into tight slits.
I picked up my phone and called our general counsel, Simon Drake. He picked up immediately and I put him on speakerphone.
