Sold by my own staff
I was born with the preverbal golden spoon in my mouth. A small poor town, totally depending on one large manufacturing plant that employed over 70% of the adult population. My grandfather and father were the ones who saved the small town, with their invention, actually my grandfathers invention, my dad had been going to law school, graduated and with his background he made sure the company not only grew, but protected the rights of the invention, suing multiple companies for infringement...