It also requested preservation of all texts, emails, recordings, and social media posts connected to the dispute.
Harper held out the envelope.
“This is for you.”
Vivian did not take it.
“You hired a lawyer against your own mother?”
“I hired a lawyer for myself.”
“After everything I have done for you?”
Harper almost laughed, but nothing about the moment was funny.
“You missed my wedding, demanded money for Riley’s engagement party, tried to obtain access to my apartment, and told building staff that my income belonged to you.
What exactly did you expect me to do?”
Vivian’s face hardened.
“I expected gratitude.”
There it was.
Not love.
Not remorse.
Gratitude for being permitted to serve them.
Riley tugged her wrist free.
“Mom, why do you know that law firm?”
Vivian did not answer.
Harper noticed the hesitation.
So did Dylan.
Mara’s firm had represented Harper’s late grandmother, Evelyn Collins, during the final years of her life.
