"AT MY SON'S ANNIVERSARY PARTY, HIS FATHER-IN-LAW GRABBED MY ARM AND SAID, 'GO SIT WITH THE CATERING STAFF, OLD MAN!' THEN MY FRIEND STOOD UP AND TOLD THE WHOLE ROOM, 'HE OWNS THIS BUILDING.' THE FATHER-IN-LAW'S FACE WENT WHITE AND... - True Story -"

Synopsis

The hand on my arm hurt more than I expected, but the words cut deeper. “Go sit with the catering staff, old man!” Victor Harlan hissed, smiling as if he had just improved the room by removing me from it. The ballroom went quiet in the way expensive rooms do when cruelty wears a tuxedo. Crystal lights glittered above two hundred guests. Champagne towers…