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.

end of the kitchen counter where my personal laptop rested. I opened the screen. The blue glow illuminated my face as my fingers danced rapidly across the keyboard. I executed a specific sequence of commands, accessing a highly secure encrypted financial portal I had set up months ago for my personal business ventures.

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