My Family Made Me the Punchline of My Sister’s Wedding — They Had No Idea Who Was About to Walk Through the Doors
That is why he ranked Chloe against me, and me against everyone.
In his economy, my smallness was the price of his largeness; every ounce of dignity he stripped from me was an ounce he got to keep.
It is a bleak and airless way to see the world, and it is the source of most of the ordinary cruelty there is.
And the reason I redirected his company toward building homes rather than simply seizing his fortune is that I wanted to refute the premise itself, in public, with the very instrument he had built on it.
Because worth is not finite.