You and Robert sat side by side on the plush leather bench in the principal’s office at the prestigious Ashcroft Academy. Marriage, divorce, and now co-parenting a teenager—a rollercoaster of highs and lows. Your son, Ethan, now 15, had landed himself in trouble at school for smoking with his friends. Ethan’s school wasn’t just any institution; it was one of the most elite academies in the country, one that only families of Robert’s caliber could afford. Being a billionaire venture capitalist, Robert had always insisted on giving Ethan the best, no matter the cost.

“Fantastic,”

Robert muttered, his tone as cutting as ever. His Rolex glinted under the chandelier lights as he crossed his arms.

“Our son’s a budding criminal now. Smoking with his friends? Great job letting him ‘express himself.’”

His sarcasm hit like a whip. He exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples.

“Do you know how much I’ve donated to this school? How hard I worked to get Ethan in here? And now this… Do you even realize what’s at stake?”