My Husband’s Secretary Kicked Me Out of the Elevator Because She Thought I Was an Intern. I Was About to Tell Her I Was the New CEO… Until I Saw What She Was Wearing on Her Wrist.

Assets.

Residences.

A clause about non-disparagement that fooled nobody.

I signed in counsel’s office with a pen that cost less than the watch that started the day.

That evening I walked the High Line because I needed a path that was not a corridor.

A man recognized me from a business photo and started to speak.