My Brother Bragged About Becoming Partner. He Didn’t Know the Investor Was Already Sitting There.

I stood, smoothing my dress with my palms.

“I’ll have my office send over the rental agreement in the morning,” I said. “Market rate for a property that size in your neighborhood, minus the cost of maintenance I’ll be covering. You can afford it if you cut back on club dues and stop financing Julian’s fantasies.”

Philippa made a sound somewhere between continue reading …