give you money belonging to my company?”
“He didn’t explain it that way.”
“How did he explain it?”
She looked away.
“He called it family capital.”
There it was again.
Another vague phrase designed to make ownership disappear.
I asked when Dad had first promised her the money.
“June.”
Three months earlier.
That meant they had been planning this long before the dinner conversation I overheard.
Chloe admitted that Dad had shown her the balance on his banking dashboard.
According to him, the money from my business sale was only
