The next morning began with a telephone call at 6:17.
Mara was standing at the kitchen counter when the phone rang. She almost ignored it. Then she saw the number belonged to Samuel's office.
She answered.
"This is Mara Bell."
A man's voice replied.
"Mrs. Bell, my name is Thomas Reed. I represent Samuel Price."
Mara's shoulders tightened.
"If this is about the hearing, speak to my attorney."
"I've already spoken with him."
That stopped her.
"What do you want?"
"Mr. Price wants to settle."
Mara looked through the kitchen doorway toward the orchard.
"No."
"You haven't heard the offer."
"I don't need to."
"He is prepared to return the money."
"All of it?"
"Yes."
"And admit the forgery?"
There was a pause.
"That would be more complicated."
Mara smiled without amusement.
"Then there's nothing to discuss."
Thomas sighed.
"Mrs. Bell, you should understand that litigation will expose Daniel's private life."
Mara's grip tightened around the phone.
"You think that's a threat?"
"I'm telling you what court proceedings do."
"My husband's secrets are already exposed."
She ended the call.
Anna had been standing in the doorway.
"Samuel?"
"His lawyer."
"What did he want?"
"To make us afraid of the hearing."
Anna nodded.
"Then we're going."
Mara looked at her.
"Are you sure?"
Anna gave her a tired smile.
"For once, I want the truth in a room where nobody can hide it."
They spent the morning organizing Daniel's documents.
Peter arrived with coffee and a stack of copies.
He looked exhausted.
"Clara called."
Mara looked up.
"What did she say?"
"She found something else."
Anna sat forward.
"What?"
Peter placed a sealed envelope on the table.
"She said Daniel gave it to her mother before she died."
Mara stared at the envelope.
"Daniel's mother?"
Peter nodded.
The handwriting on the front belonged to Daniel.
For Clara.
Open only if the trust is challenged.
Mara looked at Anna.
"That sounds important."
Peter nodded.
"It is."
Inside was a typed legal statement with handwritten additions.
The document explained that Daniel's mother had discovered Arthur's financial manipulation years before Daniel did.
She had confronted him.
He had threatened to disinherit Daniel.
She had refused to stay silent.
Then the final paragraph caught Mara's attention.
Arthur did not act alone. Someone inside the family provided the false signatures.
Peter read over her shoulder.
"Who?"
Mara turned the page.
The name had been blacked out.
Anna frowned.
"Why would Daniel leave it like that?"
Mara examined the paper.
"The ink is different."
Peter looked at it.
"Someone covered it."
"Recently."
Anna reached for the page.
"There must be another copy."
Peter shook his head.
"Maybe."
Mara remembered the chapel.
The archive.
The well.
Daniel had hidden pieces of the truth in places connected to family history.
She stood.
"Clara."
They drove back to Fairmont.
Clara opened the door before they knocked.
"You found the envelope."
Mara held it up.
"Why is part of the document blacked out?"
Clara's expression hardened.
"Because I was afraid."
"Of whom?"
Clara looked at Peter.
"Your grandfather."
"He has been dead for years."
"That doesn't make what he did disappear."
Clara invited them inside.
She walked to a cabinet and removed a small tin.
"My mother kept this."
Inside was a photograph.
Mara recognized Arthur.
Beside him stood Samuel's father.
And beside them was another man.
Peter stared.
"That's Henry Bell."
Mara looked at him.
"Who?"
"Our cousin."
Peter's voice was quiet.
"He was Arthur's accountant."
Clara nodded.
"He was also the fourth beneficiary."
Anna frowned.
"But the trust lists only four living beneficiaries."
"Because Henry died."
"When?"
"Last year."
Peter looked shocked.
"Why didn't Daniel mention him?"
Clara's expression changed.
"Because Henry's daughter inherited his share."
Mara felt the significance immediately.
"What's her name?"
Clara looked at Anna.
"Lydia Bell."
Anna whispered, "Another heir."
Mara nodded.
"Where is she?"
"California."
Peter looked at Clara.
"Does she know?"
"No."
"Why not?"
Clara looked down.
"Because Daniel asked her father to keep it private."
Mara closed her eyes.
Again.
Another secret.
Another person left outside the truth.
But this time, the consequences were immediate.
If Lydia inherited Henry's share, Anna might not control the trust after all.
They needed to find her.
Mara called the number Clara provided.
A woman answered after three rings.
"Hello?"
"My name is Mara Bell."
Silence.
"Are you related to Henry Bell?"
"Yes."
"Your father was connected to the Bell family trust."
The silence lasted longer.
"What did you say?"
Mara explained carefully.
She did not mention money.
She did not mention Samuel.
She simply said that Daniel had left documents proving Lydia's inheritance.
Lydia's voice changed.
"Daniel knew?"
"Yes."
"He contacted me once."
Mara looked at Peter.
"When?"
"About two years ago."
"Why didn't you come?"
"I thought he wanted something from me."
Mara understood.
"Would you come to Bellweather?"
"Why?"
"Because the trust affects you too."
Lydia hesitated.
"I can be there tomorrow."
After the call, Anna sat quietly.
"How many people did my father leave behind?"
Mara looked at her.
"More than we knew."
Peter stared at the table.
"I should have asked questions years ago."
"We all should have."
That afternoon, Mara received another call.
This time from the bank.
The clerk had discovered an additional withdrawal authorization.
It had been made eighteen months earlier.
The amount was smaller.
Thirty-five thousand dollars.
The signature belonged to Daniel.
Mara frowned.
"Was it verified?"
"Yes."
"Who received it?"
The clerk hesitated.
"An account registered to Evelyn."
Mara looked toward her.
Evelyn was in the garden.
Mara went outside.
"Did Daniel ever send you thirty-five thousand dollars?"
Evelyn stopped pruning the roses.
"No."
"Then why is there a transfer in your name?"
Evelyn's face changed.
"I don't know."
Mara showed her the record.
Evelyn stared.
"I never saw this."
Anna came outside.
"What happened?"
Mara explained.
Evelyn looked frightened.
"Someone used my name."
Peter joined them.
"Samuel?"
"Maybe."
Mara shook her head.
"No."
Everyone looked at her.
"Samuel wanted Anna's money. This transaction is different."
She pointed to the date.
"Daniel was still alive."
Peter frowned.
"So he could have authorized it."
"Yes."
Evelyn whispered, "But he didn't tell me."
Mara looked at the account destination.
"Who owns the receiving account?"
The bank clerk called back.
Mara listened.
Then her expression changed.
"Lydia."
Anna stared.
"What?"
"The thirty-five thousand went to Lydia's account."
Peter sat down on the porch.
"Why would Daniel send her money?"
Mara looked toward the road.
"Maybe because he knew she would eventually be involved."
Anna's face tightened.
"Or maybe she isn't another victim."
Mara looked at her.
"What are you thinking?"
Anna shook her head.
"I don't know."
The next morning Lydia arrived.
She was in her early forties, with short dark hair and a worn leather bag.
She stood at the front door looking at the house.
"I've seen this place before."
Mara frowned.
"When?"
"When I was a child."
Peter stared at her.
"You came here?"
"My father brought me once."
"What did he say?"
Lydia looked at the orchard.
"He said this house belonged to people who didn't know how to tell the truth."
Anna looked at Mara.
That sounded like a warning.
Lydia entered.
She studied the photographs.
Then she stopped at the picture of Daniel, Evelyn, and Anna.
"I know this."
Mara's pulse quickened.
"From where?"
"My father had the same photograph."
Lydia touched the edge.
"He kept it hidden."
Peter looked at her.
"Did he ever mention Daniel?"
"Yes."
"What did he say?"
Lydia hesitated.
"He said Daniel wasn't the person who caused the damage."
Mara felt a chill.
"Who was?"
Lydia looked directly at Peter.
"Your grandfather."
Peter looked away.
Lydia opened her bag.
She removed a folder.
"My father left this for me."
Inside was a handwritten statement.
Henry Bell had recorded the trust's history.
He named Arthur as the architect of the deception.
He named Samuel's father as the legal enforcer.
And he named one final person.
Daniel's mother.
Mara stared.
"She helped hide the truth?"
Lydia shook her head.
"No."
She turned the page.
"She tried to expose it."
At the bottom was a signature.
Witnessed by Clara Bell.
Then another.
Daniel Bell.
Mara read the date.
Six months before Daniel married her.
Anna saw the same thing.
"He knew."
Mara nodded.
"Yes."
Lydia closed the folder.
"I came because I want the truth."
Mara looked at all three women.
"So do I."
Peter stood.
"Then we have to go to court."
Mara gathered the documents.
But before they could leave, Lydia said one thing.
"There is something my father told me before he died."
Mara turned.
"What?"
Lydia looked toward the orchard.
"He said the trust wasn't created to protect money."
She paused.
"It was created to protect a person."
Anna frowned.
"Who?"
Lydia looked at her.
"You."
Click here to continue reading: PART 14: Lydia’s Evidence Changed the Meaning of the Trust and Forced Anna to Question Why Daniel Had Protected Her at Such a Cost
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