She snapped. “Fine! I left him with the bill. I’m tired of pretending that having some biker for a father-in-law is acceptable! Do you know what people say about him?”
David was stunned. “Jessica, my father gave up everything for me. He’s the reason I made it. And you tried to humiliate him?”
Jessica scoffed. “With what money? He lives above a garage!”
I smiled. “Actually, I own that garage—along with sixteen others. I run a vintage motorcycle restoration business, a custom parts manufacturing company, and an export company. And I’ve been investing since before you were born.”
David stood silent, the truth settling in. He didn’t just learn who I was that night—he saw clearly who she was, too.
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Jessica had tried to bring me down with a $3,000 bill. Instead, she uncovered a legacy she could never touch—and revealed a character too shallow to belong in my family.Family vacation packages
