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.

out and glanced at the glowing screen. A text message had just arrived from a completely unknown, unregistered number. I did not recognize the local area code, which usually indicated a prepaid disposable cellular phone.

I unlocked the screen and opened the message thread with a calm analytical curiosity. The block of text was incredibly long, filled continue reading …