My Father Poured Wine on Me at My Sister’s Wedding to Humiliate Me — He Had No Idea Who My Husband Was
I was about to learn that I was not the only one.
Chapter 11 — A Family That Needed a Lifeline
My sister turned to her new husband, her voice climbing.
“Spencer, what is your father talking about?”
Spencer swallowed hard, refusing to look up.
“Our commercial division is navigating a temporary liquidity crunch, Marissa.” Bernard Ashby sighed heavily.
“There’s no point glossing over it anymore, Spencer.” “What crunch?” Marissa backed away from her new husband, her face going pale beneath her wedding makeup.
“We have nearly two hundred million in debt obligations maturing over the next quarter,” Bernard said flatly.