“Mrs. Carter, I’m following up—have you decided whether to prosecute your father-in-law’s case? You said you’d discuss it with your husband. Do you have a decision?”
I wanted them to contact Daniel directly.
But before I could finish, his aunt shouted into the phone, “Sue them! You must. Arrest that woman now!”
“This is outrageous! She killed someone and still dares to smear my brother online!”
“Excuse me, ma’am, are you a family member of the deceased?”
“I’m his sister. His biological sister. Which makes me my nephew’s aunt.”
After hanging up, she grabbed my arm and dragged me straight to Daniel’s office.
His assistant, flustered, tried to block the way, but my aunt shoved him aside.
“Do you have no sense? I’m your CEO’s aunt, and she’s his wife. What right do you have to stop us? Do you want to be fired?”
Before he could answer, she threw the door open.
Daniel sat back in his executive chair, and Natalie Brooks straddled his lap, feeding him cookies mouth-to-mouth.
My aunt froze, then charged forward, yanked Natalie off him, and slapped wildly.
“You tramp! Seducing a married man?”
“Ah—Daniel, save me!”
Natalie ducked and sobbed, crying for his help.