Just one month after being recognized as the biological son of the Jefferson family, my wealthy parents signed me up for The Clash of Minds, an academic game show. They tried to paint it in a positive light by claiming it was a chance for Anthony Jefferson, the son they had raised in my place, and I to get to know each other better.I knew that in reality, they just wanted me to be the foil to Anthony to make him look good.Sure enough, the moment the director pushed me onto the stage, a wave of undisguised snickering erupted from the audience.Anthony laughed so hard he nearly doubled over. He turned to Charlotte Sullivan, a contestant with a PhD in physics, and remarked, "You're going to have to take it easy during the debate round later, Dr. Sullivan. A certain someone here didn't even graduate from high school, but he's expected to discuss graviton models with us. Isn't that asking a little too much of him?"Charlotte adjusted her glasses, her eyes filled with the arrogance of
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