I stood, and the entire ballroom turned to look at the woman my father had shoved out into the rain three weeks earlier. Richard smiled warmly and gestured for me to join him at the microphone. “This is Harper,” he told the room. “The engineer who spent thirteen years building the supply-chain platform Apex just acquired for thirty-two million dollars. The most significant technology this firm has purchased in a decade.” The applause rolled through the room, and from the front row, I watched my mother’s face go white and my father’s mouth fall open.

But I wasn’t finished, and neither was Richard. “Now,” he said smoothly, “we did have an internal pitch scheduled for tonight. A startup called D Logistics.” A murmur went through the crowd. Delaney stepped out from behind the curtain, clutching her presentation clicker, her rehearsed confidence still intact because no one had told her a thing. She smiled at the investors. She had no idea. “Delaney,” Richard continued, “please, go ahead. Show us your revolutionary technology.” My sister launched into her pitch, my architecture on the screen behind her with a new logo slapped on top, and I stood beside the CEO of the company she was trying to sell it to, and I waited for the exact moment the whole thing would collapse on top of her.