Vanessa smiled slowly. “Tell him the cleaning department needs a night trainee. Minimum wage. No benefits. If he wishes to clean floors, he may apply.”
“Yes Ms. Reed,” the assistant replied with suppressed laughter.
Vanessa leaned back, gazing at the city skyline. She remembered years spent shrinking herself to fit someone else’s ego. She remembered hiding strength to avoid intimidation. She would never do that again. She turned to her desk, signed the last document, and whispered with quiet satisfaction.
“Vanessa Reed. Chairwoman.”
The city glittered below, vast and endless, reflecting the life she had finally claimed.
The End.
