My son called me: “Mom, I’m getting married tomorrow. I withdrew all your money and sold your apartment.”

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Vanessa looked impeccable in a business dress. Daniel approached me, furious.

“What are you doing here? I told you not to come.”

“I came to give you a wedding present,” I said.

“A present? You have nothing left.”

I’m relieved.

“Oh, Daniel. You took money for the shopping, didn’t you. And that apartment… have you already given the keys to the buyer?”

“Yes. He paid a deposit this morning. Why?”

I smiled slightly.

“Because that apartment doesn’t belong to me. It belongs to a holding company. The power of attorney you used to sell it is useless. You sold something that doesn’t belong to you.”

His face had gone pale.

“What do you mean?”

“That the buyer will discover the fraud. That you forged a permit. That you took advantage of a sick woman. And legally, that’s a crime.”

Vanessa took a step forward, annoyed.

“What’s this? Why are you ruining everything?”

I’m relieved.

“Enjoy the party. The honeymoon won’t be in Paris.”

At that moment, the doors opened.

No waiters.

Police officers, an investigator, and my lawyer.

The music stopped. The guests whispered.

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