At The $2 Billion Buyout Meeting, My Father Fired Me And Handed My AI Code To My Brother. “You’re Just An Employee,” Mom Said. I Packed My Mug, Walked Out Quietly—Because The License Clause They Never Read Had Already Started Counting Down.

perfectly steady. I simply shifted my gaze from my glowing monitors to the highdefinition security camera feed displayed on my secondary screen. Richard stood in the hallway. My father looked entirely different from the impeccably groomed, arrogant chief executive who had ordered armed security to throw me out onto the street just 48 hours ago.

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