Boston Mother Cancels Twenty Two Million Dollar Wedding Gift After Morning Betrayal
“I am ready to see my own reflection now,” I told him.
He cleaned his glasses with his silk cloth, his eyes staying on my bare head for several seconds before he nodded.
“The press has stopped calling the office,” he said.
“And the stories about my mental health?”
“They died the moment we refused to comment,” Avery said, placing his glasses back on his nose. “A rumor needs fuel to stay alive in this city, and you gave them none.”
He reached into his briefcase and pulled out three thick manila envelopes.
“We have the formal response from Victoria’s attorney regarding the key card,” he said.
“Did they offer an explanation?” I asked.
“They claim it was a misunderstanding, that her brother was looking for a spare set of silverware for the rehearsal dinner,” Avery said.
“At six in the morning with a pair of clippers?”
Avery did not smile.
“They are terrified you will go to the Suffolk County District Attorney,” he said.
“I have already told you my decision on that matter,” I said, setting the velvet box by the door.