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My Brother Mocked My Small Office—Then His Wife Called Me "Professor" @Revenge Zone The clinking of expensive wine glasses filled the air at Le Jardin, my brother David's favorite restaurant for showing off his wealth. I sat at the far end of the table, watching him hold court among our family members, his Rolex catching the light with every grandiose gesture. "And then," he boomed, "I closed the Henderson deal right there in my corner office. Forty-seventh floor, overlooking the entire city!" He turned his attention to me, his smile dripping with false concern. "How's your... workspace, Sarah? Still in that tiny office at the university?" Our parents exchanged knowing looks. David had always been their golden child - Harvard MBA, fast-track to partnership at Sterling & Brooks Investment, marriage to Jessica, the perfect socialite wife. Meanwhile, I'd chosen academia, much to their perpetual disappointment. "The office suits my needs," I replied quietly, taking a sip of water. What David didn't know was that my "tiny office" was just for show. My real work happened in the executive suite of the Business School's new wing - the one named after me, though I'd donated anonymously. "Oh, come on," David laughed, his voice carrying across the restaurant. "It's barely bigger than a closet! Jessica, darling, remember when you visited Sarah's office last year? Didn't you say it reminded you of your household staff's break room?" Jessica, immaculate in her Chanel suit, tittered politely. "Well, it was... cozy." She checked her perfect manicure, a nervous habit I'd noticed whenever she felt uncomfortable. "But speaking of business school, I have some exciting news. I've decided to pursue my MBA!" The table erupted in congratulations. David beamed proudly. "That's right! My brilliant wife got accepted into Riverside Business School's executive program. Top-ranked in the country!" I carefully set down my fork, keeping my face neutral. Riverside Business School - my business school. Where I wasn't just a professor, but the youngest Department Head in the school's history. Where my research had revolutionized modern business theory. Where I'd quietly amassed a fortune through strategic investments and consulting, all while maintaining my "humble professor" facade. "How wonderful," our mother gushed. "When do you start, dear?" "Tonight, actually!" Jessica smiled. "My first class is Advanced Business Strategy at 7 PM. I'm a bit nervous - they say the professor is quite demanding. Dr. Mitchell or something?" I checked my watch - 6:15 PM. Perfect timing. "Dr. Mitchell?" David scoffed. "Probably some dusty old academic who's never seen the inside of a real boardroom. Jessica, darling, just remember what I've taught you about actual business." Our father nodded sagely. "David's right. Theory is one thing, but real business happens in corner offices, not classrooms." I stood up, smoothing my deliberately modest blazer. "Excuse me, I have a prior commitment this evening." "Oh?" David smirked. "Papers to grade in your tiny office?" "Something like that," I smiled, dropping enough cash to cover my portion of the bill. "Jessica, don't be late for class. First impressions matter." She nodded absently, already absorbed in her phone. David launched into another story about his latest deal, and our parents leaned in eagerly. None of them noticed me leaving, just as none of them had noticed my quiet accumulation of power over the years. Revenge Stories, Pro Revenge, Petty Revenge, Malicious Compliance, Karma, Instant Karma, Reddit Stories, Revenge Saga, Best Revenge, Getting Even, Sweet Revenge.