Six agonizing days later my desperate parents demanded an official family meeting inside the legal offices of Carmen Ramirez. Dad arrived wearing his best navy suit while Mother nervously clutched her expensive pearls.
Cameron and Wyatt sat quietly next to Madison right behind our parents. Carmen placed four thick investigative folders right in the middle of the large wooden conference table.
Dad cleared his throat and decided to speak first. “Harper this entire situation has gone far enough so if you restore everything we will agree to forgive this disgusting little spectacle.”
“Are you seriously telling me that you will forgive me?”
Mother folded her hands tightly together on top of the polished table. “You just need to apologize publicly and reinstate our vacation while stopping these ridiculous audits.”
Cameron quickly added his own demands to the growing pile. “You also need to release the freeze on all of our bank accounts.”
