My Sister Threw Me Down The Stairs Over Our Father’s Inheritance. “Dad’s Money Is For My Wedding!” She Screamed Behind Me. Then I Felt Both Hands Slam Into My Back, And Suddenly…

wind.”

Derek shifted uncomfortably. “My parents… they said they’d be happy with something smaller. We could do—”

“Derek,” Victoria said, slicing his name into pieces. “Please.”

He fell silent.

Victoria stepped closer, lowering her voice like she was offering me a secret. “The full wedding is about three hundred forty thousand.”

I blinked. “You’re saying continue reading …