She had that calculated, wobbly look on her fac

voice soft and full of f

y book. "Wha

ling up on cue. "We want to give our baby the best start in life, you know?

her cheek. "We were wondering... if you could help us ou

thy. "Oh, Tara, I'm so sorry to hear you

tened. She tho

ible timing. All my liquid assets are tied up in a new funding round for my company.

a dummy interface linked to a low-balance account I kept for minor expenses. I

in suspicion. "What? That's impossible. You

ch wealth is complicated. It's all stock and

ardened. "What about Andrew? Or your p

e his own, and I've made it a point to be financially indepe

face contorted into the ugly, resentful

bitch! You're having a girl anyway, what does she need all that for? My son is the on

into fists. Brian, who must have been listen

Some friend you are. We're d

sat there, listening to them slam doors and curse my nam

housekeeper pack every last one of their belongings into boxes. I sent everything t