After Building a Profitable Product for Our Family Business, My Father Replaced Me With My 18-Year-Old Sister

he called out over his shoulder. “Check them in the morning, would you?”

No thank you. No apology for her incomplete work. Just another command delivered with the assumption that I would comply, that I would always be there to clean up after everyone else.

“I always check them,” I murmured, but the door had already clicked shut.

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