“Terminated.”
So it was exactly as Sarah Lacy had expected.
A faint, bitter smile flickered across her lips, barely noticeable, yet heavy enough to weigh down her chest. Deep down, she had known this moment would come. The Lacy family would never let things slide. They would never miss an opportunity like this—especially not when it could be twisted into a convenient excuse.
What had happened that very morning was already being weaponized by nightfall. They hadn’t even bothered to pretend to wait.
What made it truly laughable—tragic, even—was that none of them cared about what actually happened. Facts were irrelevant. Context was meaningless. All they wanted was one thing: to push her out.
As long as she remained within the Lacy Corporation, they would never stop. One day longer, one
