My mother-in-law pointed at the door during New Year’s dinner and snapped, **“If you don’t like my rules, get out!”** – Welcome

said—”

Derek laughed bitterly.

“You said it constantly.”

“Shut up.”

“You told me your father would never let you fail.”

“Shut up!”

“You told me he’d eventually give you part of the family company.”

Richard spoke.

“There is no part of the company waiting for you.”

Caroline turned.

“What?”

“My estate plan does not transfer control of Whitmore Manufacturing to either continue reading …