My parents texted me: “Don’t come to our wedding anniversary party. Only high-society guests will be there.”

is not cash sitting in my checking account.”

He exhaled sharply, annoyed that reality had interrupted his performance.

“You’re embarrassing us.”

I laughed once.

“You excluded me because I embarrassed you.”

Mom took the phone.

Her voice was quieter.

“Hannah, there are important people here. Your father has spent months building relationships. Please don’t destroy tonight because you’re hurt.”

I looked at the original text still glowing on my screen.

Only high-society guests.

“Did either of you plan to tell me you were using my company?”

“We were going to