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.

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