“Three separate times, in our own home, I gave you the chance to tell me the truth, and three times you lied to my face.

I asked you about the missing money, and you told me I was too simple to understand corporate finance.

Tonight, when you struck my shoulder, I was giving you one last chance to behave like a decent man and simply leave.” I paused.

“You hit me instead.

Everything that is happening to you now, Damian, you chose, at every step where I offered you another road.

I was not performing that for the room, though the room heard it.