My Father Tried to Give My $320,000 Apartment to My Golden-Child Brother on My Birthday. He Thought I Would Sign Without Questioning Him—Until I Revealed the One Thing He Had Forgotten.

brother! I took a $10,000 cash deposit from him!””

I looked at Daniel, and for the first time in my life, I felt absolutely nothing for him. No pity. No anger. Just cold detachment.

“”You took a deposit on a home you didn’t own, Daniel,”” I said. “”That’s fraud. You’d better find ten grand to pay him back, or you’ll be joining Dad in court.””

“”Alex, please!”” my mother cried out, dropping to her knees beside my chair, grabbing the fabric of my trousers. “”He’s your father! Daniel is your brother! We are your family! How can you destroy our lives over a building?!””

I gently stepped out of her grasp.

“”You stood by that table on my birthday and told me my home was ‘something small,'”” I said, looking down at her. “”You watched him forge my life away, and you smiled while Daniel planned to throw me onto