“Since you love numbers so much, go handle the bill like always.” My mother smirked during my sister’s extravagant bridal dinner. They treated me like the family servant while spending millions I secretly controlled.

you completely insane?!” she shouted. “My engagement party is this weekend! There are eighty people coming to the Riverside Grill! It costs six thousand two hundred dollars, Sabrina! You can’t destroy everything over some stupid birthday!”

“It’s not your money, Megan,” I said coldly, finally forcing reality into the open. “It belongs to Grandpa. And continue reading …