I never told my parents that I had invested $500 million to save their failing company. My sister took credit, claiming she had closed the deal. At the victory party, my five-year-old son accidentally spilled water on his dress. She hit him so hard he lost consciousness. My mother snorted, “You clumsy speculator! Take the boy and go!” I gave them one last chance to apologize. Instead, they shouted, “Your sister saved us! You’re nothing but a burden!” Then they turned their attention to me. “Hello, our CEO…” What I had done had completely shattered their world.

A soft murmur, like the sound of a distant storm, filled the room.

“I’ve spent the last hour listening to my sister, Vanessa, take credit for a merger she wasn’t even involved in. I’ve heard her referred to as the ‘brains’ of the family. It’s a compelling story. The only problem is… it’s completely untrue.”

“Liar!” Vanessa shouted from the floor, her voice trembling. “She’s lying! She’s a cheater! She’s just a jealous sister trying to ruin this moment for me!”

I didn’t even look at her. I clicked the small remote control in my hand.

The gigantic, forty-something-meter-long LED screen behind me flickered. It wasn’t displaying photos of Rossi’s family, but a series of internal emails and logs from Aurora Holdings.

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