After that day fell apart, Lorenzo made it known he was shutting Damian out completely. Damian's new branch came under attack. His cash flow dried up. The whole thing went bankrupt. Damian tried to make amends, handing over one lucrative project after another, hoping to call a truce.
Nathaniel came to grovel too. He showed up with a mango cake.
"Damian regrets everything. Just forgive him this once. You know I'm still doing business with him. Things getting this ugly isn't good for you either. I remember this was your favorite when you were little. Try some. I got it just for you."
I stared at the cake. The mango on top looked dark and mushy—clearly bad. I smacked it out of his hands.
"Nathaniel, I'm not your sister. And you're not my brother. Your words, remember?"
His face darkened.
