They Stole My Patents for Their Real Son—Now I Want Revenge

At the thesis defense, Mom and Dad read out the list of students whose graduations would be delayed.

When I heard my name—Marcus Thornton—I froze.

"There must be a mistake. I have a patent. How could my graduation be delayed?"

Mom and Dad shot me a look, signaling me to sit down.

"The patent is Harrison's. Don't think you can exploit a loophole."

Everyone in the room stared at me, eyes burning like they couldn't wait to tear me apart.

After the delayed-graduation list went up on the official website, the whole school praised Mom and Dad as model teachers.