Haunted by the image of IJ dropping SJ off, in evening dress, at a party she wasn't invited to.Of course it is, a rather smelly load of balls indeed. She never shows her financial statements to anyone (and I would argue not even to her "boyfriend") as she is too ashamed for the mess she has created over time by not paying enough attention. She's not even capable of maintaining the simplest of housekeeping books, let alone be responsible for the employment of so many of her entourage. She can pretend all she wants, my guess is they all know about her monumental f**k ups in the past and don't trust her one little bit when it comes to their payments. IJ kept her under financial guardianship for the longest time because of her disproportionate spending habits, but was kicked aside when SJ started to make "her own money" (read: receive donations from gullible fans).
Did IJ also instill the idea that aristocrats don't work?
(Thinking of a friend whose polycystic ovary issue caused many problems early in life, not least a beard and a massive weight gain. Remember the bearded ladies in the freak shows? PCO sufferers. None skinny. Her mother, a true piece of tit, used to drop her off, aged 13, at Overeaters Anonymous meetings, to fend for herself amongst the batshit anorexics and child rape victims who protect themselves with pounds.)