to manage.”
Ashley appeared in the doorway.
Her face had lost some of its earlier confidence.
I continued.
“You and your wife seem to have made plans around property and money that neither of you owns.”
Ethan swallowed.
“Dad, I thought—”
“That’s the problem,” I interrupted. “You thought your inheritance mattered more than the people who worked their entire lives to create it.”
Then I picked up my phone.
I called our longtime attorney, Mark Ellison.
When he answered, I activated the speaker.
“Mark, I need to make some changes
