Bryan and I were on the exact same page.
But selling the house, the car, and stopping the allowance wasn't the endgame.
Cary and Yvonne wanted boundaries so badly?
Then the jobs Bryan and I had pulled strings to get them could go too.
Yvonne's supervisor had been calling me for months, telling me she was lazy, inefficient, and walked around the office like she owned the place. Every single time, I'd swallowed my pride and begged them to keep her on.
Well. She wanted boundaries.
I'd give her boundaries she'd never forget.
I dialed Luther Mason's number.
"Mr. Mason, it's me. About Cary and Yvonne's contract renewals. Don't factor in any consideration for Bryan or me. Just evaluate them based on their actual work performance."
After I hung up, some of the fury that had been knotted in my chest finally loosened.
My phone buzzed. A WhatsApp message from Stuart.
He'd found buyers for both the house and the car. Title transfers could be completed within three days.
I replied to confirm, then looked over at Bryan, who was recovering well in his hospital bed.
I steeled my resolve.