An Intern Tried to Boss Around

I was in the middle of signing a contract when my phone rang. It was my younger sister, Lily Carter.

Her voice was cautious, almost hesitant. “Hey… did you get divorced?”

The question caught me off guard. I was about to answer when another voice suddenly cut in on her end of the line, a woman I didn’t recognize.

She called out Lily’s name sharply. “Did you forget all the rules I set for you? During work hours, your only job is to serve me. Who said you could hide in the restroom?”

A crisp slap echoed through the phone.

“Now tell me,” the woman demanded. “What are the rules?”