Susan’s POV “We’ll be back with our lawyers. Enjoy your last days as CEO, Mark.”She pulled me into the hallway, into the elevator, and into the car. I looked at her as she tried to start our beat-down Chevy. The car sputtered and coughed but it would not start. My mother hit the steering wheel with her fists, causing my heart to thump. She stopped struggling with the car and turned to look at me. “I thought you wanted nothing to do with it,” she hissed, “but you acted just like the bitch I raised you to be.” There was only anger and perhaps a tinge of hatred when I looked into my mother’s eyes. “I want none of this,” I said, “if my father did not want me when I was alive, no amount of wealth is going to make up for it.” She slapped me hard across the face. I had seen it coming but I had not stopped her. Trying to stop her from doing anything, only made life worse for me. “Do you have any idea how hard I have worked to provide for us until now?” she spat angrily, her eyes bl
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