I chuckled as I walked into the estate.
None of them would ever understand that. Watching him turn red with anger was exhilarating.
I set up a meeting with the shareholders for tomorrow morning and called my assistant.
“Sir, is it wise to do this? It might incur your father’s anger.”
“Am I paying your salary, or is he? As far as I’m concerned, you are my employee, and I expect you not to voice your thoughts because that’s not what I’m paying you for.”
“Yes, sir.”
As I entered the estate, Beatrice was waiting for me.
"I brought the papers if you still want them."
She looked determined. “I know I shouldn’t have asked you to draft them.”
“I’ve divided his assets, including his shares in the company.”
She seemed confused. “But I signed a prenup. He was sure I would never leave him. I
