The investor pointed toward the letter.
“Your grandfather called it the final interview.”
I looked down at the pages again.
The final interview.
Of course.
Every conversation.
Every question.
Every lesson.
He’d been preparing me for years.
Not to inherit wealth.
To steward it.
Months later, when the legal announcements became public, my family stopped calling.
At first they were shocked.
Then angry.
Then suddenly very interested in reconnecting.
Funny how that works.
