You Told Me To Walk So I Walked Right Out Of Your Lives Chapter 22
A lot of reporters had come.
Santoro Corporation had been in the news for weeks after the arrests years ago.
My parents’ first public appearance after serving their sentences was naturally a big draw.
Ronan brought me to the front of the room.
On the stage sat the Rolls-Royce I knew so well.
The one my parents had custom-ordered for Sofia’s eighteenth birthday.
My mother took the car key from a velvet box and handed it to me in front of the cameras.
“Amaris, we owe you so much.”
“We gave this car to the wrong person before. Today, we want to give it to our real daughter.”
Applause rippled through the room.
My father walked over, too.
“And the company. Once Ronan has stabilized things, we’ll save a position for you.”
“You will always be a part of the Santoro family.”
After he finished, he waited, expecting me to throw myself into their arms in gratitude.
I took the microphone, but I didn’t touch the key.
“Before we begin, I’d like everyone to look at a transfer record.”
The screen behind me lit up.
The first transfer was the hundred thousand dollars they had sent to trick me into the car years ago.
Every transfer after that came from Ronan’s Zelle.
All the money had remained in the same account, never used.
The final line showed that I had returned the full amount the day after my graduation.
“A total of nine hundred seventy thousand dollars, plus interest, has already been returned through the original channels.”