Evan looked like someone had drained the blood from his body. “You knew?”
“No,” I said. “Dad’s attorney told me yesterday.”
That part was true. Until then, I had believed the company would be split between Evan and me. I had even planned to step aside because Evan had worked there full-time while I ran operations for a logistics firm in Chicago.
Then I read my father’s letter.
Olivia, he had written, I did not choose you because you are my daughter. I chose you because you understand responsibility. Your brother loves comfort. Madison loves power. Neither understands people. Protect the company until the truth is clear.
Madison turned to the guards. “Why are you standing there? I said remove her!”
One guard, Mr. Alvarez, looked at me. “Ma’am?”
“Escort Madison and Evan to the lobby,” I said. “They are not permitted in executive offices until legal completes review.”
Evan’s voice cracked. “You’re throwing out your own brother?”
I looked at him. “You stood there while your wife tried to throw me out of my father’s company.”
He swallowed hard.
Madison stepped toward me, lowering her voice. “You are making a mistake. Evan is family.”
“No,” I said. “Family does not use a funeral as a business opportunity.”
The employees heard that.
I wanted them to.
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