Page 90 of The Right Kind of Wrong

“No, we need to talk—”

I interrupted Hannah before she could finish. “Your boss is asking you to take a seat. If you're not going to comply then you know very well where the door is. Your choice.”

“Evelyn—”

“That goes for you too, mother.”

They bit their tongues.

And I controlled my laughter.

For the first time since I was born, I had the upper hand. They hated it. I loved it. Once everyone was sitting, they focused their attention on me. David took a seat in front of me, a proud smile on his face. I cleared my throat and began.

“I am Evelyn Carson, as you all know, and though we could go through all the introductions, I won't bother because I know for a fact that many of you by the end of the week will be gone.” Hannah stiffened, shock covering her features.

“I know things have been run a certain way for years, and it seems to have been working except for the small fact that it's been illegal. That will no longer be tolerated. This company from now on will be run with both honesty and respect towards our clients. If you don't agree, feel free to walk out the door and hand over your shares or do it the hard way and go to jail. Choice is yours.”

I clapped my hands together for dramatic effect. “I want a rundown of all the financial accounts by the end of tomorrow. I don't care if you have to be here all night getting them ready. Don't try any shady shit with me, I have people that will notice if you have tried to cover something up. I will find out and you will end up in jail anyways so, best to avoid it. I want a list of all current clients and everyone's salary to ensure that everything is fair and that there is no one receiving more money than they should or less than they deserve.

“From now every decision made has to be approved by either myself or David; nothing happens without my approval and what I say goes. Do not lie to me, do not try to get on my good side. I don't trust any of you until you've proven yourself trustworthy, family included.

“Just so we're clear, I will repeat I want a rundown of every department. Is that understood?”

One of the men raised his hand to speak. “By tomorrow?”

“Yes, you understand,” I said with a smile. “Any questions?”

No one spoke up, all of them looking too overwhelmed as they processed everything that had just happened.

“Okay, at the back of the package you were just given there's a document you each have to sign which is your new contract. I need it signed right now if you agree to comply to the new policies and regulations, along with providing the necessary documentation and complete honesty. If you don't sign, then start clearing up your office because you're fired, and if you don't follow through with the contract, there will be consequences.”

Most of the men signed without hesitance, my father included. My mom and sister, however, didn't. They were furious that I dared to take over their company.

“That goes for you two as well,” I said, raising an eyebrow.

“We need to talk,” my mom said.

“There's nothing to talk about,” I replied. “You either agree or you don't.”

“I'm your mother,” she hissed.

“Not here, you're not. And not outside either so make up your mind or don't, but I don't have the patience to wait.”

“Are you serious?” Hannah asked with disbelief.

“Did I stutter?”

Not left with another choice, my mom and sister signed the paper, slamming their pen on the floor. I noticed they were about to shove the contract in my face so before they could, I tsked them with a smile.

“With class, ladies. We don't want to fuck up our perfect family appearance, now do we?”

“This isn't over,” Hannah declared.

“I know, sis. It's barely starting.”

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