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.

locks on the boardroom doors hissed open and a team of paramedics rushed inside with a gurnie, their footsteps sounding like a frantic drum beat against the silence. They swarmed around Richard, attaching monitors and barking medical shortorthhand, but Donovan merely gestured for them to work quickly and quietly.

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