“You’re not invited to Christmas this year,” my dad sn3pped. “Fine,” I replied, quietly transferring the $8,000 holiday fund I sent him back into my account and canceling the chalet reservation in his name. By morning, I had 31 missed calls — and one message that made me laugh out loud. – Welcome

the halls.

Just two hundred people doing the jobs Grant had once treated as pieces in his personal financial game.

And that was exactly what I wanted.

I promoted our controller to chief operating officer.

I expanded the board by adding independent directors.

And I changed our internal controls so that no spouse, executive, or family member could ever accumulate continue reading …