My Dad Skipped My Wedding for a Golf Tournament. Three Years Later, My Hotel Chain Hit $110 Million. He Texted: “Family Dinner. Important Discussion.” I Showed Up With My Lawyer.

at the kitchen island when I got home.

He read it. He looked at me. He had a very particular expression, the one he used when something was both unsurprising and still slightly remarkable.

What do you want to do, he asked.

I thought about it for less time than it probably looked like.

I want to go, I said.

He nodded. He had known I would say that.

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