The CEO’s Son-in-Law Fired Me After 21 Years — By Noon, He Learned Why My Name Was Buried in the Company’s Founding Documents-0198t
Evelyn, what is going on?”
Before I could answer, I heard shouting faintly through her phone.
Then Grant’s voice.
“Why the hell wasn’t I told?”
Leah whispered, “Oh my God.”
“What?”
“He just said your full name.”
I leaned against my car.
“Which one?”
“Evelyn Holloway Hart.”
There it was.
Twenty-one years.
Seven months of Grant.
And finally, someone had read the paperwork.
Leah’s voice dropped even lower.
“He keeps asking who you are.”
I looked back toward the headquarters building.
“Tell him to read the first page this time.”
At 10:26 a.m., I received a call from Holloway’s general counsel.
“Evelyn.”
“Thomas.”
“We have a situation.”
“So I gathered.”
Thomas Keene had represented Holloway Industrial for almost thirty years.
He had known me since I was seventeen and had once caught me sneaking champagne at my grandfather’s retirement party.
