insisted on paying for everything, as per tradition.”
“I did pay for everything,” I confirmed. “Every deposit. Every vendor. Every detail of the now-canceled event. $78,452.36, to be precise.”
Richard Prescott’s jaw tightened.
“That’s impossible. The venue alone is $22,000 for the day, plus $7,500 for the premium catering package and $4,200 for the open bar.”
I slid the contract across the table.
“All paid from my accounts.”
Blake turned to Amber, bewilderment etched into his expression.
“But you said your mom could only contribute
