I approached the couple who were still arguing. My steps were quiet, but each one silenced them. Perhaps the aura of authority I had inherited from Mrs. Vance now ran through my veins. I looked directly into Jessica’s eyes. The woman instantly lowered her head, not daring to meet my gaze. She had looked down on me before for my simple appearance, but now she seemed very small before me. I spoke in a low but powerful voice. I told Jessica that I had known everything for a long time, but I had kept silent, hoping Mark would change, but it turned out my silence had only emboldened them. I pointed to the plates of food scattered on the table, the same food Jessica had tasted and despised earlier.
I told her in an icy tone to enjoy that last meal. I told her it was the last meal she would eat comfortably in this house and perhaps the last decent meal before facing justice. My words terrified Jessica even more. She tried to grab my hand, begging for forgiveness, calling me dear Sarah in an attempt at familiarity, but I pulled my hand away in disgust. I didn’t need apologies from the woman who had destroyed my home and insulted my mother on the day of her funeral. Mr. Harrison looked at me with pride. He saw in me the reflection of Mrs. Vance. He took control of the situation again.
In a firm voice, Mr. Harrison declared that this evidence was more than enough to bring them to justice. Embezzlement of company funds was not a minor issue. It was a criminal offense. Mr. Harrison ordered his bodyguards to confiscate the handbag and jewelry Jessica was wearing as evidence. Those items had been purchased with company money and were technically company property. Jessica screamed hysterically. When the bodyguard asked her to remove her watch and designer bag, she was completely humiliated and stripped of her luxuries in front of all the people who had once admired her. Her mask was completely broken, revealing her true greedy and cowardly nature. Mark watched as Jessica was treated like a criminal and knew he was next.