My Brother Sent Me to the Kids’ Table—Until His Billionaire CEO Sat Beside Me

in a small, dismissive gesture that somehow contained more authority than my brother’s entire vocabulary.

“She’s not bothering me, Caleb,” he said, still looking directly at me. “In fact, she’s the only person here I actually wanted to talk to.”

He pulled out the tiny child-sized chair next to mine and sat down in it.

The image was simultaneously ridiculous continue reading …