It took me several seconds to understand.
“No.”
“Maya.”
“No. You’re not turning him into a victim.”
“I’m not.”
Her voice was firm.
“Whatever Mr. Reeves did to you is separate. His choices belong to him. I am not excusing them.”
I held her gaze.
“Then what are you saying?”
“That his company may have been selected before he understood why.”
A terrible thought entered my mind.
“Because of me.”
Evelyn looked away.
That was answer enough.
Liam stepped forward.
“You’re saying someone funded Ethan’s company because he was dating Maya?”
“Possibly.”
“Why?”
Evelyn looked at me again.
“Because Arthur put the trust in your name.”
The room became cold.
I remembered my father’s office.
The trust documents.
His pen tapping twice.
I had joked with him.
Dad, I’m not royalty. I don’t need a trust.
He had smiled.
Humor your old man.
