After My Family Stole My Devotion, My Brother's Boss Called Me Chairwoman

I spent eight years caring for my paralyzed grandmother, and my little brother stole my caregiving journals and walked into the Anthem Care Group on the credit that was mine. At the signing dinner, he pushed me to admit I'd stolen money and abused the old woman, then slapped his employment offer in my face. "Someone who wipes up piss and shit like you will never set foot in our company." The next second, the general manager stepped around him and pulled out the head seat for me. "Chairwoman Pruitt, the thirty-million-dollar eldercare project is ready to sign."