CNU-At Sunday dinner, my family toasted Olivia’s new law partnership like she had saved the country, then my father turned to me and said I needed professional help because…

My executive assistant, Sarah, met me at the elevator of our headquarters.

“Your sister’s been in the lobby for two hours.”

“Of course she has.”

I checked the security feed on my phone. Olivia sat in her perfect Chanel suit, looking increasingly less perfect as time passed.

“Let her wait.”

My office occupied the top floor of the building, the one my family continue reading …