Chloe’s face turned bright red. She rushed toward the crate and tried to slam the lid shut, but it had been secured open.
“Jessi, stop this right now! This is private! This is harassment!”
Jessi did not move.
“Bin Number One contains the medical bills from when Fiona had pneumonia at three years old. Dad had to sell his engagement ring to pay the hospital because you canceled our health insurance when you left.”
A murmur spread through the room. Several of Daniel’s business associates turned toward Chloe, their expressions changing as they began to understand what she had hidden from them.
Jessi pointed toward another container.
“Bin Number Three contains 2,190 letters. My five sisters and I wrote them to you on birthdays and Christmases over fifteen years.”
Chloe stared at her.
“You blocked our address. Most of them came back unopened.”
For the first time, Daniel looked less confused than horrified. Chloe immediately reached for his arm, but his attention remained fixed on the court judgment.
