Survival meant starting from the ground up. I polished my old résumé and began applying for jobs. Rejections came quickly—years out of the workforce had left a gap too big for many employers to overlook. But I kept trying.
Finally, a mid-sized investment firm in Seattle offered me an entry-level analyst position. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was a start.
My supervisor, Robert Lin, soon noticed. “You’re the last one out every night,” he said one evening. I smiled wearily. “I have a lot to prove.”
Within months, my effort paid off. I earned a promotion, a raise, and the respect of colleagues who once overlooked me. But behind every spreadsheet, I was tracking something else—Carter Technologies, my ex-husband’s company.
The Plan
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