No Forgiveness For My Bloodline

On the day of my engagement to the wealthiest heiress in the city, my father stood on the stage, smiled warmly into the microphone, and said:

"To be honest, my son used to make amateur adult videos online. A different partner in every tape. I’m just glad he finally found a sucker to take him off our hands."

I stared at him, my mind blank with disbelief.

But Gwen Dewitt simply stepped in front of me, shielding me from the whispering crowd. "Mr. Dunbar," she said, her voice cool and steady, "please don't make jokes like that again."