Her usual arrogance was gone.
“I don’t know,” I said. “But you have three days, and the relocation terms were included in the notice.”
Revenge didn’t feel like fireworks.
It felt like finally putting down an unbearable burden.
Six months later, I sat beside a window in my new riverside office. My forensic accounting company had expanded faster than expected. I’d hired eight employees and stopped apologizing for asserting myself.
Mercer Holdings survived with new leadership.
Daniel never returned.
The investigation required him to repay substantial compensation under his contract, followed by several civil claims involving undisclosed vendor conflicts. Claire left the company, and her brother’s contracts were canceled.
Vivian moved into a modest townhouse.
I learned these details through attorneys, not rumors.
One morning, Daniel sent me a three-word email:
Was it worth it?
I looked at the message, then deleted it.
Outside, sunlight shimmered across the river.
