Shiaoza smiled.
That was his mistake.
Eleanor began laughing.
“My medical filing?”
His smile disappeared.
She pulled a blue envelope from her handbag.
“I wondered when you would try that.”
Inside was a trust amendment dated eight months earlier.
“I discovered someone had inserted an incapacity clause into an old draft,” Eleanor said. “So I revoked it.”
Shiaoza seized the amendment.
His eyes stopped on the last page.
The voting shares had not transferred to him.
They had transferred that morning at 9:00 a.m., when the board certified the new CEO.
To me.
I controlled the company.
“Why?” I whispered.
Eleanor looked at me.
“Because for ten years, every person in this family tried to make you smaller so you would be easier to manage. And every year, you became more capable anyway.”
Shiaoza jumped to his feet.
“This is theft!”
“It is my company,” Eleanor said.
“It’s my birthright!”
Her expression became completely still.
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