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.

rapidly into a bottomless, suffocating pit of inescapable corporate debt. Suddenly, Richard’s face lost all its remaining color, turning a horrifying ashen gray. A thick sheen of cold, clammy sweat coated his forehead and neck. He let out a sharp, choked gasp, his right hand flying up to desperately clutch the center of his chest.

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