“‘You barely passed math!’ my brother mocked me. Dad refused to fund my ‘fantasy,’ and mom told me to get a normal job. Four years later, dad’s secretary burst in: ‘The building’s been sold. The new owner is tripling the rent!’ Dad grabbed the letter—then saw my signature. The company behind it? Valued at $340 million.”
“Security!” my father screamed into the receiver, his voice cracking with a panic I had never heard in my entire...