Owen's face suddenly turned dark with rage. "What the hell did you just say?"
It was no wonder Owen was angry; anyone would be upset if their family company was cursed to go bankrupt at their wedding.
Unfortunately, I was telling the truth. I shrugged and said with a hint of mockery in my tone, "It's fine if you don't believe it. But Owen, I have to warn you, if the Robinson Group really goes bankrupt, you won't be able to escape responsibility."
Because I wouldn't be funding Jacob. Actually, last night, seeing a man in his fifties slapping himself in front of me did move me a bit.
The Robinson Group was on the verge of bankruptcy; even if it survived this crisis, it couldn't return to its peak days. This investment was undoubtedly a gamble, but I didn't lack such a small amount of mon
