They Tried to Force Me to Hand Over My $2M Penthouse During the Toast — My Mother Slapped Me in Front of 200 Guests, I Walked Out, Made One Call, and an Hour Later the Man Who Owns 40% of My Father’s Company Walked In The Grand View ballroom glittered like money. White roses, gold flatware, a champagne tower stacked to the ceiling. My sister looked perfect. My parents looked prouder. I’d quietly paid fifty thousand to make it magazine-pretty and kept my mouth shut. Dad tapped the mic. The band f