A ripple went through the crowd, the name carrying weight and significance. My father’s face blanched, the reality of his misjudgment crashing down.

Arthur gave a nod, acknowledging the crowd with a calm authority. “Meredith has been more than just an asset to our company,” he said, his gaze steady and unyielding. “She’s been a cornerstone, and her work in government affairs is integral to our success.”

My mother’s champagne flute wobbled in her grip, Allison’s smugness dissolving as the truth settled in.