I was a stickler for rules.
When I was in elementary school, we were supposed to vote for class president, but the teacher simply appointed the principal's daughter instead.
Hence, I followed the school rule that whoever received the most votes would win and brought all 42 students to the principal's office to hold a proper vote.
After I started working, my boss handed me a 1,500-dollar invoice and told me to claim 15,000 dollars in expenses.
I told him that wasn't allowed under company policy, but he said that, in this company, the boss' word was the only rule that mattered.
"You need to learn to be flexible," he claimed. "Otherwise, the company may as well replace you with someone more obedient."
I nodded, wrote his exact words in the signature section, and sent a copy of the invoice to the tax authorities.
"This is a new rule the company has added. It's not up to me. I'm sure you can review it."
After that, no one ever asked me to break the rules again.
That changed when the Collins family found me, 25 years after I went missing.
On the day they officially welcomed me back into the family, I discovered that Blair, their adopted daughter, was listed ahead of me in the family trust as their eldest child.
"Mom and Dad put my name there when they adopted me. It'd be difficult to change it now," Blair Collins claimed. "Surely you don't mind?"#revenge #redditstories #redditreadings #revengestory #reddit_tiktok #askredditstories #relationship #revengereturns #reddit #drama