Every time my parents had sidelined me, every time they favored my brother, Gregory, who never asked for it.
They had made their choice.
Every time my father spread the family's empire across the globe, every branch, every new company, every media channel, they had done it without me.
They hadn't ignored me by accident; they had made the decision to leave me behind.
My brother… Gregory. I thought of him.
He had loved me, true and steady, but even he had been powerless under the weight of our parents' favoritism.
And now, as I traced each memory carefully, I realized the extent of it.
How my parents had built empires, spread their influence across the country, created wealth and power, yet never truly included me.
Not in their plans, not in their decisions, not in their vision.
I had been sidelined my entire life.
I let out a quiet breath, one that was more release than exhalation.
