An Intern Tried to Boss Around

My vision went red.

Watching my sister lower herself like that, serving Sophia, snapped the last thread of restraint I had.

I tried calling Daniel. No answer.

His assistant. Nothing.

The secretary. Still nothing.

“Floor it,” I told the driver.

The words had barely left my mouth when a sharp scream came through the livestream.

Sophia kicked Lily in the face again and again. “Did everything I taught you go in one ear and out the other?

“You pressing this hard on purpose? Trying to hurt me?”

Tears pooled in my sister’s eyes, but she didn’t dare let them fall.

She bit her lip and shook her head. “I’m sorry, Sophia. I was wrong. I’ll adjust the pressure.

“Please don’t be mad, okay?”

Her submissiveness only made Sophia angrier.

“Who are you crying for?

“Are you saying I’m wrong to yell at you?

“And since when do you get to call me Sophia?

“You’re an employee. How dare you call the boss’s wife by her name?”

She stood and slapped Lily across the forehead.

Caught off guard, my sister fell backward, her hair coming loose.

That was when I noticed it.

Clear handprints on both sides of her face. A dark bruise around her right eye.

My teeth clenched so hard they hurt.

Thankfully, the driver had already pulled up to the airport.

I had planned to stay the night after signing the contract and fly back the next day.

Now that wasn’t an option.

By sheer luck, I managed to grab the last ticket for the day.

Boarding was in five minutes. I sprinted, dragging my suitcase behind me.

Somehow, I made it onto the plane at the last second.

The moment I sat down, I connected to the Wi-Fi and reopened the stream.

Sophia had moved beyond physical abuse.

Now she was playing mind games.

She tossed a few contracts onto the floor in front of my sister. “Read them.”

Lily didn’t hesitate. She grabbed the papers and started reading.

She had barely spoken a few words before a cup came flying at her.

Sophia’s face darkened. “Where are your manners?

“Forgot them already?”

Realization hit Lily. The color drained from her face.

Slowly, she bent forward and began reading again, word by word.

Sophia lounged with her legs propped up on the coffee table, sipping from a bottle of expensive liquor I had saved for years, constantly nitpicking everything my sister did.

I felt suffocated watching it.

All I could do was pray the police would arrive soon.

Time dragged on.

Then suddenly, the office door swung open.

Daniel’s assistant walked in, beaming, bowing slightly to Sophia. “Ma’am, everything you asked for is ready.”

He clapped his hands.

More than a dozen men filed in, each carrying a bucket filled with water and a ladle on top.

Then, with exaggerated respect, he placed a decibel meter beside Sophia.

She waved her hand lazily. “Alright. You can leave.

“Don’t close the door.

“Let everyone working come watch.

“Let them see how I set the rules.”