The Billionaire's Forgotten Son,I Vanished and They Lost Everything

After deleting the message.

I looked at the wall plastered with awards and certificates. Nothing stirred inside me.

Two years ago, my grades had earned me a full scholarship to college.

The talent I'd demonstrated caught the attention of a professor.

He broke protocol and brought me onto the university's research team.

After that.

I single-handedly solved a critical problem that had stumped the team for five years. It took me a few months.

To protect me, the professor kept the truth from the public.

Then, later.

He recommended me for a mysterious research team.

But joining meant severing all contact with family.

I refused without hesitation.

I wanted greater achievements, yes, but my family was the reason I pushed myself. If the price was giving them up, I couldn't pay it.

Now I had no such reservations.

They didn't love me.

I was nothing to them.

So I would disappear.

The next day.

Mom and Dad woke me before work, same as always, told me to make breakfast. I showed them nothing unusual. I cooked for them the way I always did.

They saw nothing off about me and left reassured.

Before heading out, Dad reminded me：“If I find out you've been playing video games, I'll break your legs.”

Then they left.

I didn't go to school that day.

I followed them instead.

They left the apartment on a beaten-up old bicycle. But less than two hundred yards from the complex, they stopped.

They tossed the bicycle aside and climbed into a Rolls-Royce.

My sister got in too.

I followed the whole way.

They said they were dropping my sister off at school. They'd always told me she attended some public elementary school on government aid. But now I saw the truth. She went to an elite private academy.

Tuition alone ran hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.

I watched my sister change into an expensive school uniform and wave goodbye to Mom and Dad with a bright smile on her face.

My resolve to leave hardened into something final.

After the Rolls-Royce pulled away and disappeared down the road.

I turned around and went home.

I packed light.

The agent called. He was waiting for me in a car by the curb.

Before I left, I took one long look at this home I had studied so hard for, worked so hard to deserve.

“Mom. Dad. Letitia.”

“Goodbye.”

“No.”

“It should be……goodbye forever.”

I set the house key on the table, eyes steady, and shut the door.

I walked away without looking back.

From now on.

They'd never have to pretend to be poor in front of me again.