I walked out of my company headquarters in a tailored charcoal suit while employees hurried around preparing for an investor meeting. Luxury cars lined the curb outside the downtown glass building.
Then I heard my mother laugh.
“Well, look at you.”
I turned slowly.
My parents were standing near the entrance beside a young woman dressed in expensive designer clothes.
My younger sister, Rachel.
The golden child.
The daughter they kept.
My father smirked at my suit. “Fancy clothes don’t cover up your worthlessness.”
Several nearby employees instantly looked uncomfortable.
Rachel crossed her arms with pride. “Dad told us you somehow work here.”
I almost smiled.
Somehow.
Interesting choice of word.
Then Rachel added proudly, “Actually, I’m here for my promotion interview.”
That caught my attention.
I looked at her carefully.
Rachel worked in NexusLoop’s regional administration department.
She had no idea who owned the company.
And apparently, neither did my parents.
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My mother stepped closer, her voice cold. “You should be ashamed after abandoning your family.”
I stared at her in disbelief.
Abandoning?
They threw a child out.
Then, suddenly, Rachel’s company badge scanner beeped red.
Access Denied.
She frowned. “What the—”
At that exact moment, HR and security stepped out through the main doors.
Rachel looked confused.
Then I calmly said the words that drained the color from all three of their faces.
“Your darling daughter?”
I paused slightly.
“Fired.”…
Part 2
Rachel stared at me as if her brain had stopped working.
“What did you just say?”
I folded my hands calmly while the security officers came closer beside me. Around us, employees slowed awkwardly, pretending they were not watching the disaster unfold near the entrance.
“You’re terminated effective immediately,” I said.
My father gave a harsh laugh. “You think you can fire anybody?”
One of the HR managers stepped forward nervously. “Mr. Carter, should we continue processing the access removal?”
The silence that followed felt electric.
My mother blinked rapidly. “Mr… Carter?”
I looked straight at her. “CEO Carter, actually.”
Rachel’s face went pale instantly.
“No,” she whispered. “No, that’s impossible.”
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