The corporate filing loaded instantly. I scanned past the registered agent past the shell company layer, tracing the holding structure all the way to the top of the pyramid. The primary shareholder and sole corporate owner was listed in bold, undeniable text. Jefferson Global Holdings. My breath caught in my throat.
My hands, which had remained perfectly steady while my mother assaulted me in the kitchen, suddenly went cold. I leaned closer to the glowing screen, rereading the corporate structure just to be absolutely certain. There was no mistake. The investment fund that had issued the fraudulent loan did not belong to a random bank.
It belonged to Warren Jefferson. It was the private equity arm of the very family my sister was attempting to marry into. The sheer unadulterated lunacy of my parents’ actions crashed down on me. Richard and Brenda had not just committed a federal crime. They had actively deliberately targeted the billionaire father of the groom.
