Spoiled Businessman’s Son Mocked Flight Attendant, Not Knowing His Father Had Already Prepared a Lesson for Him

Use it for your education. For your future. It’s yours.”

I started crying right there in front of him.

That night, I sat at the kitchen table, my fingers trembling over the keyboard as I filled out the final form for enrollment.

The university I’d dreamed about since I was 16. The one I used to pass by on bus rides home, pressing my forehead to the window and promising myself, One day.

Now… that day had finally come.

Two weeks later, I hugged my mom goodbye at the airport. Her cheeks were rosy again, and her eyes were clearer.

For the first time in years, she looked hopeful. Alive.

“You promise you’ll call the second you land?” she asked, squeezing my hand like she used to on the first day of school.

I nodded, blinking back tears. “I promise.”