“So you weren’t even the real owner?”
Mark snapped at her.
“I did all this for you!”
“No,” Brenda replied. “You did it because you liked feeling important.”
Andrew placed another contract on the table.
“And while we’re discussing responsibility, maybe Mark should explain this.”
It was the co-guarantor agreement showing that Mark had accepted legal responsibility for Brenda’s two-hundred-thousand-dollar private debts.
Mark turned pale.
“You told me that money was for opening a salon.”
Brenda shrugged.
“You signed without reading it.”
“You used me!”
“I needed my debts covered. You wanted a younger woman who made you feel powerful. We both lied.”
Ofelia suddenly pointed at Brenda.
“This woman manipulated everyone! Get her out!”
Brenda turned toward her.
“You’re going to pretend you’re innocent?”
I placed another document on the table.
The one-hundred-thousand-dollar transfer.
“There’s no need to argue. Here is the money Ofelia received from Brenda.”
