“Are You the Help?” the CEO’s Wife Asked — By Morning, I Was Calling the Board to Order

“Ms. Monroe?” Gregory’s voice came through brittle with forced calm. “Good morning. I just saw your message about the emergency meeting—”

“Good morning, Gregory,” I said, taking a deliberate sip of coffee.

“If this is about last night, Diane didn’t realize who you were. It was an honest mistake. She feels terrible.”

“Does she?” I asked softly. “When she continue reading …