I met her laughter with a calm, composed smile. “You’re right, Sarah. You do answer to the Board, a Board I happen to control. I bought the majority shares when Vanguard was struggling, and I’ve been the silent force behind every decision. So yes, dear sister, you’re fired.”
Her laughter died abruptly, her eyes widening in shock. The room was now utterly silent, the only sound the soft whimpering of my daughter as she clung to my side.
“That’s impossible,” Sarah sputtered, glancing at our parents for support, but they were frozen, forks suspended mid-air, struggling to comprehend the shift in power dynamics.
