My mother tried to give my penthouse to my sister in the middle of her wedding reception - minhtrang

“This is Paige Harrison,” I said. My voice was calm, steady, certain. “Please tell my grandmother that the documents are needed.”

“Understood, Miss Harrison. She’ll be there within the hour.”

I hung up, and then I sat down on a velvet bench, touched my stinging cheek, and waited.

One hour.

That’s all I needed.

One hour until everything changed.