I thought I had protected his pride.
Instead, Julian had apparently used the possibility of my father’s support anyway.
“Did he lie to investors?” I asked.
Evelyn’s expression sharpened.
“He implied future backing. Repeatedly. In writing.”
My stomach turned.
“So what will Dad do?”
She took the tablet from my hands.
“He has already done it.”
Before I could ask what she meant, Evelyn’s phone rang. She answered on speaker.
Arthur’s voice filled the room.
“Is Clarissa with you?”
“Yes,” Evelyn said. “We are at the residence.”
“Good. Clarissa, I need you to hear this from me. I have informed Apex Group that Vance Capital is withdrawing from the consortium dinner tonight.”
I blinked.
“Consortium dinner?”
“The private signing after the gala,” Evelyn explained. “Julian was expecting three major commitments by midnight.”
My father continued, “Two of those commitments were dependent on my presence. The third will not proceed without the first two.”
