her.
“This is a family matter.”
Elena calmly closed the folder in front of her.
“It stopped being merely a family matter when funds were removed from my client’s company under false vendor invoices.”
Adrian looked at me.
“What does she mean?”
I almost felt sorry for him.
Almost.
“B.H. Interiors was registered eleven months ago.”
I looked directly at Beatrice.
“Three days after you received access to my company’s vendor portal.”
Adrian’s face went pale.
He turned toward his mother.
“You told me you needed access to check
