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.

I stacked the two halves together and tore them again. I let the shredded pieces flutter from my fingers, watching them fall like snow onto the kitchen floor right next to his trembling hands. ‘Your money holds absolutely zero value in my apartment,’ I stated coldly. ‘Your parental authority is completely void.

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