They Made Me Sleep in the Garage for Christmas Until the Truth Came Out

” Mom said, sailing in with brussels sprouts. “Or Tokyo. Somewhere with money.”

“She’s definitely a trust-fund baby,” Olivia said. “No one builds that kind of empire in under a decade without help.”

I adjusted a salad fork and carefully did not snort.

“Apparently she’s brilliant,” said Mr. Townsend, appearing in the doorway with his coat still on, cheeks continue reading …