My Son Struck Me Thirty Times at His Birthday Dinner. The Next Morning, I Sold the Mansion He Thought He Owned.
A business loan Trevor had personally guaranteed for a startup that looked, on paper, as if it had been assembled from smoke and vanity.
“What is this?”
“Information my office gathered when you asked me to look into Cedarline’s exposure.”
I flipped through the pages.
The numbers were bad.
Worse than bad.
Desperate.
“They’re broke,” Howard said.
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