Imposter’s Blues

"On her first day at work, a new colleague uploaded a 500-million-dollar property purchase agreement to the company group chat. The message was accompanied by the caption: “Thanks for the gift for my first day at work, Dad!”She quickly deleted it, following up with, “Sorry, wrong chat!”I frowned, recognizing the contract immediately. It was the same property my father gifted me for my birthday a month ago.Some sharp-eyed colleagues noticed the contract number and chimed in.“I have a relative in real estate. I remember this property. Our chairman bought it recently!”“So, the heiress has joined us to experience life. Forgive your humble servant for not recognizing you!”The chat was soon filled with flattering remarks.Even my stingy and miserly husband joined in.I felt a coldness in my heart and couldn’t help but respond in the group chat, “I recall the president always opposing ostentatious displays of wealth and advocating humility. This heiress seems to veer away from his usual philosophy.”Instead of support, I faced attacks from my husband and others.“Look at you being so poor and petty. How could you ever compare to Grace? Why did I ever marry someone so shortsighted?”“As if you know the president that well! I think you’re just jealous that Grace was born with a silver spoon!”I sneered coldly and, without hesitation, dialed the president’s number right in front of everyone.“Dad, I heard we’re not that close, hmm?”"