“You are a fraud and a thief!” I shouted. He replied calmly, “I don’t know what you mean. You’re mistaken.”
I turned to Catherine and said, “This man isn’t who he claims!
He’s John, my ex who abandoned me and stole my money right before our wedding.”
Desperate, he insisted, “She’s delusional. I’m Arnold.”
Ignoring him, I added, “I bet you have multiple passports too, right? Convenient for a scammer like you.”
Before I could call the police, a man stepped forward, flashing a badge.
“Ma’am, I’m Peter Greenwood, chief of police and Catherine’s brother. Please leave. Arnold is known to us.”
Defeated, I walked out but was resolved to expose him.
At a nearby café, I devised a plan. Remembering Catherine’s story about her grandmother’s sister, Linda, I hatched an idea. Pretending to be Linda, I would return to the wedding.
Calling Carla, a skilled makeup artist, I requested a transformation. Soon, I was disguised as an elderly woman. At the venue entrance, I said, “I’m Linda, Catherine’s family.”
Catherine approached, surprised.
“Grandma? I haven’t seen you in ages!”
“Linda always finds a way,” I replied. I made my way inside and requested the microphone.
“Good evening, everyone. I’m honored to be here celebrating Catherine’s union,” I said, eyeing Arnold. I declared, “I brought a special gift—a family heirloom valued at $800,000.” I placed a fake diamond on the table, watching Arnold’s reaction.
Hours later, as expected, he made his move. During a blackout, he grabbed the diamond and rushed out. Hidden by the exit, I struck him, and he collapsed.
Peter, witnessing this, called his team to arrest Arnold. Catherine, shaken, approached me days later and offered me a job as her assistant. “I’d be honored,” I said, ready for a fresh start.
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