I Am Not Cinderella

Lydia's POV:

I so wanted to speak but my father gave me a look that he had it under control.

"My son was in an accident and he's up and starting with physical therapy." My father began talking slowly, clenching and unclenching his jaw.

"I appreciate the concern but you all know the company is doing well. Our restaurants all over the country are doing and with the release of Lydia's book only available in our restaurants, that alone served as publicity. The construction of the new hotel is going smoothly so far and our partnership with the Kings is profitable. I don't believe I am in competent and unsuitable to still run this company but if I am we can vote on it now and I would step down and appoint someone as the interim CEO until Andrew Miller is fit and ready because everyone present here knows he is more than competent for the role."

The tension in the room was thick, I could tear it up with a knife. Everyone was silenced and looked at my father who leaned back in his seat staring