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driving that old car, when you could be living properly.”

Michael interrupted.

“Like us.”

By “properly,” he meant the mansion he’d mortgaged to the hilt, the cars he leased to impress clients, the lifestyle that was 90% smoke and mirrors.

I knew his real financial situation. I knew everyone’s.

“We took the liberty,” Dad finally spoke, sliding a folder continue reading …