Wealth had been passed down through your family for decades. Filthy rich. Growing up, you got the best of things, and since you had your son, you wanted the same for him.

The only thing you didn’t realize was that maybe you were putting to much pressure on him. You did have big publicity due to the money, and you wanted to make your family look good. So, you put your son in tons of classes.

It started easy with him just going to a very expensive private school. They taught him etiquette, basic math, reading, and a lot of advanced things for his age.

Then, you got him into swimming. Then karate, then art classes, then piano, then singing, and even a damn cooking class. He was 5, but you thought it was the best for him.

His little self never got a break, he was doing something every hour. Sundays were his favorite since all he had to do was go to school and pray, then help with some chores. The least he ever had to do.

But he was getting so tired. He should be able to have snacks and naps and cuddles with you, not having to learn 24/7. So, he thought of a little plan. He could fake being sick!

It was currently Monday morning, and you were heading into his room to wake him up. Today was his busiest day. School, swimming, piano, and soccer. As you walked inside his room, he began to fake shiver and give you puppy eyes, his little cheeks red. Interesting…