Chapter 10: Style Upgrade, Dad Downgrade
Chapter 10
"I'm not going to school today," I said casually as I poured myself a glass of orange juice.
Alan, still halfway through his first cup of coffee, looked up and shrugged. "After winning millions? You can skip the whole week if you want."
Charlie, across the table, smirked. "Look at that. A supportive father for once. I'm touched."
After breakfast, we stayed at the table, the Harper Management Fund still the hot topic. Evelyn was asking for updates on the paperwork, Alan was scribbling on a yellow notepad, and Charlie was doing his best to pretend he wasn't involved.
I leaned forward. "Hey, Grandma. Do you know anyone in fashion? Like, real fashion. Someone with taste."
Evelyn raised an eyebrow. "I know several, darling. Why?"
I shrugged. "Now that I have money, I think it's time I stop dressing like a cartoon character. I'm also planning to get my hair cut at the same place Uncle Charlie goes."
Alan looked up. "I can help with clothes. I've got a few ideas."
I turned slowly to him, narrowing my eyes, looking the feet to the top, "I think I'll pass, dad"
Charlie tried to hold back a laugh and failed. "Yeah, unless Jake wants to start dressing like an overworked dentist from Pasadena, maybe let him figure it out himself."
"Hey," Alan protested. "I'm very organized with my wardrobe."
"Exactly," Charlie said with a smirk.
