Latte for Me, Mansion for Him
I am the long-lost true heir of the Kensington family.
In just the second month after reconciling with the Kensington family, I solved a technical problem that the Kensington Corp's Military Research Institute had failed to crack for five whole years.
Yet, my adoptive brother, Sean Kensington, the fake heir, exchanged my patent bonus worth millions for a 20-percent-off coupon for a cup of latte.
I went to my older sister, Sonya, the CEO, but she simply waved her hand dismissively, completely unconcerned.
"Enough, Wesley. Sean just did it for your own good. If you're holding onto that much money, what if some organization set their eyes on you? This way, your safety is protected.
"Besides, you've only come to the city not long ago. I doubt you've ever had something like a latte before. Take it as a chance to experience it. I'll even give you another ten dollars. You can buy yourself another cup."
I looked at the condescension in her eyes, planning to send the recording to our parents.
Yet, I saw on their social media that they had just bought a seaside mansion and a luxury car as a celebration gift for Sean's achievements.
Then, I glanced at the coupon they had just sent me.
[You did help Sean after all. Your father and I bought you a cake as a reward. Go pick it up yourself.]
I checked the price. After discount, it was a mere 13 bucks.
They had to be kidding me.
I directly dialed the number of Kensington Corp's rival company, Jet Group.
"I think the exclusive patent for this new missile should be yours. From now on, all my research results will only be shared with Jet Group."