Marcus cleared his throat. “Ma’am, the G7 leaders are waiting.”
Dad blinked. “The G7?”
“Yes,” I said. “Running the world’s largest tech company tends to involve governments.”
I paused at the door.
“Oh, Mom — the country club?”
“I bought it this morning.”
“You can keep your membership. Family discount.”
And I left.
The Takeaway
Sometimes the best revenge isn’t proving people wrong.
It’s letting them discover just how wrong they were — quietly, all at once, over expensive wine.
Power doesn’t announce itself.
It waits.
