Rand taking over her position as CEO for Cognito, Inc. was the last straw.

"Motherfucker!" Reagan barked, slamming the office doors behind her, the old wood rattling on the hinges, the force shaking the walls (did something framed just fall and shatter? Good). She had been waiting for all of her life, all thirty years, for this very moment, just for it to crumble into nothing.

Like all of her hard work was for nothing.

Being so desperate for that long awaited position of power, she would've gotten on her knees and begged in seconds...however, her dignity and ego wouldn't let that happen. She wouldn't give her shitbag father the chance to witness her finally groveling at his feet, like a pathetic little animal abused into obedience.

She would beg. She didn't want to lose everything she poured her life blood into.

But, it was her father. She was powerless against him.

Reagan already knew that.

Needless to say, she was fuming as she stormed through the hallway, knocking right into shoulders and not even giving a quick glance back, let alone apologizing. Everyone had started to move into the margins of the hall when she plowed through right after the first knockback, not wanting to be the next victim. There wasn't even a single second glance from her when she knocked into you.