I let out a cold laugh."Phoebe, your brother is a grown man. He needs to take responsibility for his own actions."And don't ever contact me about his problems again," I interrupted, cutting straight through her hysterical crying, "We're divorced."A sharp, shrieking insult blasted through the speaker. "Sophie, you heartless bitch—"I hung up on the spot and blocked the number.A second later, my assistant brought in a stack of folders, looking at me with a curious glance."Ma’am... Was that your ex-husband's family?""Yeah."She hesitated, dropping her voice to a whisper. "I heard things are getting pretty ugly over there. His mother took the news so hard she ended up in the ICU... She passed away a few days later..."I tossed my phone onto the desk with a heavy clack."Embezzling corporate funds to pay off personal debt. Smart brain, completely wasted on illegal plays."My assistant snorted, clapping her hand over her mouth as her eyes sparkled."Should I have PR monitor
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