«Take the bus. We’re buying your brother a Tesla,» Dad said. At graduation, the dean announced, «And now, our youngest billionaire graduate…» My parents dropped their programs…

They Made Me Take The Bus To My Graduation—While Buying My Brother A Tesla

Take the bus to your graduation, Dad said without looking up from his phone. We need to take your brother car shopping that morning. He’s had his eye on the new Tesla.

I stood in our luxury kitchen, still holding my graduation invitation. After four years of maintaining a perfect GPA at Stanford Business School while secretly building my tech empire, this was the final straw. It’s my graduation, Dad, I said quietly.

From Stanford. With honors. Mom fluttered around the kitchen, avoiding eye contact.

Olivia, honey, you know how important this is for Andrew. He just made junior partner at his law firm. He needs to make the right impression.

Right impression. That’s all they’d ever cared about. My brother, Andrew, with his law degree and designer suits was their pride and joy.

Meanwhile, I was the disappointment who’d turned down a stable law career to study business and technology. The bus route goes right to campus, Dad added, finally glancing up. Besides, it’s not like you have anyone special coming to watch.

No boyfriend, no big career plans. If only they knew. But they’d never bothered to ask what I actually did with my time.

Never questioned how I paid for my apartment in Palo Alto or funded my little tech projects, as they called them. Fine, I said, turning to leave. Enjoy the Tesla showroom.

Back in my apartment, I checked my crypto holdings up another billion after my latest blockchain platform went viral in Asia. My phone buzzed with messages from my executive team, updating me on our newest acquisition. Miss Walker, my AI assistant, chimed.

The board meeting for Walker Tech is scheduled for tomorrow at 9 a.m. Also, Forbes wants to confirm the photo shoot for their 30 under 30 foot cover. I smiled, remembering Dad’s comment about no career plans. If he’d ever bothered to look beyond his precious Andrew, he might have noticed that his 24-year-old daughter had built a $13.8 billion tech empire right under his nose…