I placed a redacted copy of the deed on the table.
Hugo read my name twice.
“You’ve been wealthy this whole time.”
“I’ve been financially secure for a long time.”
“How much?”
“You don’t need to know.”
“Mom.”
“My net worth is around fifty million dollars. That is the only time I plan to discuss the number.”
He put down the deed.
“You lived in that apartment.”
“Yes.”
“You shop sales.”
“Yes.”
“You wear the same clothes.”
“Yes.”
“What does that have to do with being able to afford them?”
He had no answer.
“I thought you were struggling.”
“Did I ever ask you to pay my rent?”
“No.”
“Groceries?”
“No.”
“Utilities?”
“No.”
Carla leaned forward.
“You accepted money from Hugo once.”
“Hugo placed two thousand dollars in my purse without asking.”
Hugo nodded.
“You never gave it back.”
“No.”
“What did you do with it?”
