
An Intern Tried to Boss AroundI 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?”
A second later, Lily spoke, her voice small and trembling.
“First, during work hours, I have to lower myself when I speak to you.
“Second, everything I earn has to be handed over to you.
“Third, my phone has to stay on at all times. Whatever you say, I have to do it immediately.”
The woman let out a mocking laugh. “At least you remember. One more. When we’re outside, you call me Mrs. Shaw, the boss’s wife. Make sure everyone in the company knows exactly who I am.”
Hearing my sister’s quiet sobs, something inside me snapped.
I immediately switched to a video call and dialed my husband, Daniel Shaw.
“So,” I said coldly when he picked up, “you’ve been using your position at my company to keep a ‘wannabe Mrs.’ on the side, haven’t you?”