My Father’s Other Family

At the college recommendation assembly, I had just been announced as the top-ranked student bound for the country's most prestigious university—when a wealthy socialite slammed the table and declared the spot belonged to her son. The principal actually bowed and agreed. She pointed at my nose and sneered that I was nothing but a poor nobody. I smiled coldly and made a phone call. When it ended, the entire hall fell dead silent—because the powerful CEO she was so proud of was nothing more than a lapdog my family kept.