As soon as the blog post went live, it gained a lot of attention. Even though the Robinson and Warren families tried their best to bury the trending topic, they faced many rivals in the business world. Their efforts were futile.
The Robinson family's stock price had plummeted, leaving Dave and Mary too absorbed in their turmoil to pay me any attention. For the first time in ages, I relished a few days of peace—an unusual luxury amidst the chaos.
But trouble lurked just around the corner. A message from Dave flashed on my phone, jolting me back to reality. It was a photo of my mother, grinning as she played poker with a street aunt, casually using the alimony money she had received from me just days ago.
"Kimberly, you’re a smart person. Your careless comments a few days ago have cost the Robinson family dearly. You know what you need to do."
My mother and I had always been each other's lifelines. She was fiercely proud, having raised me alone after my father abandoned her for someone else. Each time someone laughed at her, she took her anger out on me, shaping me into the person I was today.