Vanessa snatched up her purse.
“You’ll regret this!”
Rob walked toward the exit.
“Rob! Say something!”
He looked back.
“You’ve said enough for both of us.”
I assumed the ordeal had ended.
Unfortunately, it hadn’t.
Once the guests departed, I discovered Sophie crying beside her new desk.
“Dad, I ruined everything.”
“No, sweetheart.”
“I wanted Mom to see what she’d missed. But she acted like everything you gave us was worthless. Then I saw her filming.” Birthdayparty planning
“How long have you known about her account?”
“Three months.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“She looked so happy traveling everywhere. Why couldn’t she be happy with us?”
I wrapped my arms around her.
“That was never your responsibility. You shouldn’t have confronted her online, but her words were her choice.”
Sophie played another video showing Vanessa promoting luxury furniture.
I recognized the manufacturer.
“I restored furniture for that company. I still know their marketing director.”
