Paying three hundred thousand dollars of debt before being ordered out of the house

Marcus did not move, his face remaining entirely blank as he looked at me. He reached down and adjusted the cuff of his shirt, his fingers lingering on his signet ring.

“I know,” he said, his voice flat and devoid of the frantic energy from this morning. “I already received the confirmation from our corporate attorney.”

“The house is secure now,” I said.

Evelyn adjusted her three-strand pearl necklace, her eyes locking onto mine with a cold, clear focus from her seat at the table. “The house is exactly where it needs to be, Clare.”

“We appreciate your assistance in resolving Marcus’s commercial difficulties,” Arthur said from his seat, his hands buried deep in his trousers pockets as he stared at the floorboards, refusing to meet my gaze. “It was a complicated matter, and it required a clean resolution.”

“You did what any supportive wife would do under the circumstances,” Evelyn added, her voice dropping into that soft, melodic register that always preceded an insult. “But some arrangements are simply unsustainable in the long term, and we must look to the future of the family.”

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