 her lip, a habit left over from childhood. Maybe she had been running this company so long that she forgot who held the purse strings, but her mother had never pulled rank on her before. That she did so now over some man smarted. It more than smarted. Carly had always wondered where her mother&#8217;s greater allegiance layette her men or to her daughter. She supposed she had her answer. </p>
<p class="excerpttext">Momentarily nonplused by her mother&#8217;s betrayal, she stood. &#8220;Fine, mother. Do wha