“We’re taking your sister to Europe. Celebrate on your own,” mom said. At graduation, the dean announced: “Our youngest tech billionaire…”

the opposite.

She had pageant trophies, designer handbags, eighty thousand social-media followers, and parents who celebrated every minor accomplishment like a presidential inauguration.

When she graduated high school, Mom rented a ballroom.

When I earned a full scholarship to Westbridge University at sixteen, Dad said, “Try not to become one of those antisocial computer people.”

I became one anyway.

What they never understood was that while they mocked my cheap clothes, I was building things.

At seventeen, I created an encryption protocol for financial transactions.

At eighteen, I founded Asteron