I Escaped Her Locked Estate in a Storm — By Morning I Held the Evidence That Would End Her at the 10 O’Clock Board Meeting
They asked the little accountant to run it.
Chapter 20 — Balancing the Books
Six months after the night I went out a bathroom window into a storm, the morning sun poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the top-floor executive suite of Sterling Global, and fell across the head of the long mahogany conference table, where I now sat — no longer the quiet accountant keeping her head down in finance, but the newly appointed chief executive officer of my father’s company, confirmed by the unanimous vote of a restructured board.
Flynn Sterling-Vance walked into my office carrying two cups of coffee, and set one on my desk, and leaned against the edge of the table.