Dad Kicked Me Out of the Penthouse I Paid For—So I Ended the Lease Before He Returned

the skyline.

“This lighting is incredible,” she said. “I could build an entire brand from here.”

A week later, she uploaded a photo taken from my terrace.

The caption contained only one word:

Soon.

I should have understood what she meant.

Six weeks before everything fell apart, I came home from work earlier than expected and found Madison inside my office.

She had blue tape stretched across the floor and was measuring the wall behind my desk.

“What are you doing?”

She barely looked embarrassed.

“Just checking dimensions. Your office