decided the entire company was practically hers.
That morning, she walked in wearing a cream suit and carrying a folder labeled new management structure.
Grant followed behind her with two cousins.
And a locksmith.
A locksmith.
Inside my store.
Elaine pointed toward my assistant. “You. Collect her badge.”
My assistant looked at me in panic.
I shook my head once.
Elaine slapped the folder onto the counter. “I have already informed staff that effective today, I am acting director. My son has authorized it. You may gather your things after
