My Father Fired Me Because His Biological Son Wanted My Job — Karma Didn’t Let It Slide

After years of being groomed in his stepfather’s construction company, Sheldon is discarded when David, his stepbrother returns. Instead of retaliating, Sheldon walks out gracefully, only to be head-hunted by a rival company. But a few months in, his stepfather calls him, desperate…

You know things sometimes come full circle? Well, that’s been the story of my life.

I’ve been working at my dad’s construction company since I was 15. At first, it was simple tasks like filing and cleaning out his office, and then more responsibility was placed onto my shoulders as I got through school. And this wasn’t because I wanted to, but because I had to.

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A teenage boy | Source: Midjourney

My dad, or technically my stepdad, didn’t let anyone skate by for free. He had one rule and he swore by it. If I wanted to live in his house, I had to earn my keep.

“It is what it is, Sheldon. Take it or leave it,” he said.

Obviously, I had no choice but to take it. Where else was I going to go?

He married my mom when I was 10, and from then on, he always said that I was his “responsibility.”

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A couple at their wedding | Source: Midjourney

It never felt that way, because when I turned 16, I had to pay rent, which meant that I had to work at his company after school and work at the local ice cream place during weekends.

But it was fine, I didn’t complain once. I figured that it was all part of his version of tough love.

Over time, I worked my way up in the company. When I graduated from high school, my stepdad gave me no choice but to join the company full-time.

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A boy at his high school graduation | Source: Midjourney

“Sorry, Sheldon,” he said one evening over dinner. “But there’s no room for you to go to college or whatever. Now that you have the time and capacity, you need to join the company properly.”

“That’s fine with me,” I said, feeling an odd sense of contentment.

To me, it felt like my stepdad wanted me there, and that was a big deal.

So, I started with the dirty jobs. I cleaned up sites, hauled materials until my muscles were defined, and just did whatever needed to be done. I worked hard, wanting to take pride in the company; it was a family legacy after all.

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A man working in construction | Source: Midjourney

And by my mid-20s, I was foreman. I thought I had proven myself, not just as an employee, but as his son, too.

Then everything changed. David came back. His biological son.

David hadn’t been around in years. After my dad’s divorce, he sided with his mom and blamed Dad for everything.

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A smiling man | Source: Midjourney

“He said some pretty horrible things to Dad,” my mom told me once when I asked why we didn’t see David.

“So, that’s it? It’s like how I don’t see my biological father?” I asked.

“Pretty much, honey,” she said. “But your father was a cruel man, cruel to the bone.”

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An angry man with a clenched fist | Source: Midjourney

While David was gone, I stepped in as the son. I did everything, I put in the work, but when David decided to resurface, all of that seemed to vanish.

“I don’t get it,” I said to my mom one night. “David hasn’t spoken to Dad in over a decade. And now he’s back, acting like nothing happened between them?”

My mother sighed and cut a piece of banana bread for me.

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A loaf of banana bread | Source: Midjourney

“Your father misses him, honey,” she replied quietly. “He’s just trying to make things right.”

I sighed. I could understand that, but it still didn’t sit well with me.

A few days later, I was called into my dad’s office. He didn’t even look up from his desk. He just cleared his throat.

“We need to let you go, Sheldon,” he said.

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A man sitting in his office | Source: Midjourney

“What?” I blinked, trying to process. “You’re firing me? Really, Dad?”

He finally glanced up but refused to make eye contact with me.

“David’s coming on board, and, well, we don’t have room for both of you in management. He’s got the degree, you know? Construction management?”

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An older man | Source: Midjourney

“So?” I asked, struggling to keep my voice calm. “I’ve been here for over a decade. I’ve earned this.”

“It’s time I help David get on his feet,” he muttered. “He’s my son, after all. And I lost so many years with him.”

I sat there for a second, stunned.

“I thought I was your son, too.”

“You are, but you’re not blood,” he said.

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An upset man | Source: Midjourney

Just like that, it was over. No severance, no handshake, not even a thank you for my years of hard work. I felt the anger building, but I kept my cool.

“All right,” I said, standing up. “Cool. Good luck.”

I walked out not knowing what would happen next.

“Just move in with me,” my girlfriend, Bea, said when I told her what had happened. “You don’t need to see him every day after this. Take some time away.”

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A smiling young woman | Source: Midjourney

I listened, and within a few hours, I was out of our home and into her apartment.

Within a week, I landed a new job at a rival construction company. I’d made some solid connections over the years, and they jumped at the chance to hire me.

“It’s for a project manager role, Sheldon,” the owner said. “I know it’s not what you’re used to, but I’ve followed the projects that you’ve overseen. You’re ready for this.”

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A smiling man in a suit | Source: Midjourney

I accepted without hesitation. This new role meant more pay, and best of all? More respect.

“You’re going to love it here,” my new boss said when he took me around, showing me my new office. “We take care of our people, Sheldon. None of that cutthroat stuff that I’ve heard your father does. And don’t worry, we cover dental, medical, and everything else.”

I smiled. I could already tell that this was going to be an entirely different experience from what I was used to.

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A smiling man | Source: Midjourney

It didn’t take me long to settle into my new job, and I loved every second of it. I had projects that ranged from movie theater construction, to malls, to even theme parks. It was only going to get better from there.

“I miss you at home, darling,” my mother said when we met at a coffee shop for breakfast one weekend.

“I know, Mom,” I said. “I miss you too. But you understand why I had to move, right?”

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A woman sitting in a coffee shop | Source: Midjourney

“Of course I do, Sheldon,” she said gently. “And it was time to spread your wings, too. But if I’m being honest with you, there seems to be something big going on with Dad’s company. He’s been very stressed. He and David are not really on speaking terms now. They’re just polite to each other.”

“Trouble in paradise?” I asked sarcastically.

“I think so,” my mother said, buttering a slice of toast.

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Toast on a board | Source: Midjourney

It wasn’t long before whispers started to flood our industry, talk of my dad’s company going under seemed to be the biggest news. Apparently, things really weren’t going well since David had taken over.

My stepbrother had been losing clients, mismanaging projects, and making mistake after mistake. Some of the same clients I had built relationships with left my dad’s company and signed with me instead.

Then, one day, I was sitting in my office, flipping through a stack of resumes when I came across David’s.

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A stack of paper | Source: Midjourney

“No way,” I muttered, staring at the paper. It was surreal. The same David who replaced me at my dad’s company was now applying for a job at my new one.

I couldn’t resist. I called him in for an interview.

When David walked in, he looked worn, like life had knocked him around. He didn’t even recognize me at first, but when he did, the color drained from his face.

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A shocked man | Source: Midjourney

“Have a seat,” I said.

He sat down, clearly uncomfortable. The confidence he once had was gone.

“So,” I began, flipping through his resume. “Why are you looking for a job here?”

He gulped.

“I need something new. Things didn’t work out at my dad’s company.”

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A man holding his head | Source: Midjourney

“What happened?” I asked.

“Just… I made some mistakes. I lost us some clients.”

“I see,” I replied, leaning back in my chair. “You do realize that this is the same industry, right? We’re not going to make it easy for you.”

David nodded.

“I’m ready to work,” he said.

“We’ll let you know,” I said.

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A man sitting at his desk | Source: Midjourney

As he left, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of satisfaction and pity. Karma had done her job. Still, it felt good to know that I’d landed on my feet while David struggled.

A few weeks later, my phone rang. It was my dad.

“Sheldon, come back,” he said simply. “The company is failing. David walked out after he messed up again. We’re in trouble. I need you to come back. Help me out, maybe take over.”

I let the silence hang in the air for a moment.

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An older man using his phone | Source: Midjourney

“I’m sorry, Dad,” I said quietly. “But I’ve moved on. I’m happy where I am.”

He sighed heavily.

“I understand, son. I’m… I’m proud of you, you know?”

“Thanks. I wish you the best,” I said.

“Come over for dinner soon?” he asked hopefully.

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A man talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney

“Yeah, maybe,” I said.

When I hung up, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. Years of trying to prove myself to him were over.

What would you have done?

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A smiling man | Source: Midjourney

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Rich Man Accidentally Meets Little Girl Who Is His Carbon Copy, She Begs Him to Help Her Mom — Story of the Day

Alex was sitting in the park, lost in thought when he was interrupted by a voice from behind. “Please help my mother!” it begged. When Alex turned around, he saw a little girl crying bitterly. Alex was frozen in place by the mere sight of her. She looked so much like him!

Why did you do that, Charlotte? Why didn’t you just tell me you weren’t happy with me? Alex sighed as he reflected on the events of the previous night.

He’d arrived home early from work to surprise his wife on their wedding anniversary. But all of his excitement was dashed when he discovered her in their bedroom with another man. The man was holding her waist, and her arms were wrapped around him. After a brief moment, they clasped hands, kissed passionately, and didn’t stop until Alex barged into the room.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Pexels

“Is this what you do behind my back, Charlotte?” he lashed out at his wife, still holding the bouquet and cake he’d brought for the special day. “You’re cheating on me with a man half your age?!”

Charlotte, who didn’t expect Alex to be home so soon, was taken aback by his presence. “Oh, Alex…I…”

“You have one hour to leave this place, Charlotte, with that man! Run away as far as you can! I don’t want to see you again,” he threatened her and left the room. Then he ordered the guard to go into the house and make sure that behind his back, Charlotte didn’t take anything extra from his home.

Alex got into his car and drove all night aimlessly, stopping only once to refuel. Then, as his fuel gauge reminded him that he needed to fill up, he pulled over to a park and sat on a bench, lazy to go to the station again.

A quick glance at his wristwatch revealed that it was around 6 a.m. The park was as deserted as a cemetery, and he was glad he was alone there because the sad thoughts of his wife cheating on him hadn’t left him even after the long drive. He soon covered his face with his hands, attempting to calm himself and get over the events of the previous night.

Perhaps she never wanted a relationship. Maybe she was always after my money, he pondered.

Suddenly, a sobbing sound from behind interrupted his thoughts. “Sir, can you please help me? My mother needs help!” it said.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Pexels

Turning around, Alex noticed a small child holding a teddy bear. The sun had nearly risen, and the rays falling on the girl’s face froze Alex in place. No way! This isn’t possible! She can’t be… Wake up, Alex! You’re imagining things because you didn’t sleep last night!

“Sir,” she said again, pulling his jacket closer to her. “Please help my mom!”

What if she’s a member of one of those gangs that threaten and rob people? After all, what is she doing here alone at this hour of the morning?

“Umm…where is your mom? And what happened to her?” Alex asked, looking around for anything suspicious, but when he didn’t see anything dubious, he hurried after the girl.

As she walked to the back of the park and into the abandoned forest, Alex was constantly keeping his eye out, waiting for someone to jump out from around the corner and force him to hand in everything in his pockets. However, other than his car keys and a phone, he had nothing else to offer at the time.

As they moved deeper into the forest, the girl came to a halt in front of a massive oak tree. She then turned to Alex and motioned with her hands to the tree. “My mom… she’s there. She needs help!”

Seeing a human’s hand protruding from one corner of the tree, he quickened his pace and found a woman lying there unconscious. Squatting next to her, he touched her hand to check for a pulse. She was still alive and breathing, but her body was sweltering. He gently turned her over on her back and froze in shock once again. The woman was his first love, Camilla.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Pexels

He immediately dialed 911 and requested that an ambulance be dispatched to the scene. Then he dashed to his car to get his water bottle.

Having splashed water on the woman’s face, he tried to bring her to her senses, but she began shaking from the cold. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around her, holding her tightly in his arms.

“How did your mom come here, sweetie?” he asked the little girl, trying to control the tears in his eyes at having doubted her. “Where’s your father?”

“I don’t have anyone other than my mother,” the girl sniffed. “Will mommy be alright?”

“Of course she will!” Alex comforted the child.

When the ambulance arrived, the doctors examined Camilla quickly and loaded her onto a stretcher. They didn’t even ask Alex if he knew Camilla. “Is the child staying with you?” asked the orderly quickly. Alex nodded in agreement.

The little girl cried and asked to join her mother, but Alex promised her that he would definitely take her to her mother when she gets better. “I know your mom. She and I were close friends once, so don’t worry, okay?” he said gently. But the girl looked at him incredulously as they both walked to his car to head home.

When they arrived, Alex ordered the housekeeper to look after the little girl then left for the hospital. When Camilla awoke, she was shocked to see Alex at her bedside. “You? What are you doing here? And where’s my daughter?”

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Shutterstock

“Please, Camilla, calm down. She’s at my house and safe. I can video call her right now if you want.”

“Yes! Do that!” Camilla cried. “I want to see her!” Camilla didn’t rest until she saw and spoke with her daughter on the phone. Once the call was over, she burst into tears. “I’m sorry for doubting you, Alex, but I really have none other than Kate in my life.”

“It’s all right, Camilla. For the time being, you should rest. The doctors said it was pneumonia, and you’re lucky your fever went down; otherwise, they’d have to keep you in the intensive care unit… By the way, how did you end up in the forest?”

“Actually, I always take that route because it’s like a shortcut to Kate’s kindergarten,” she admitted, her voice trembling with embarrassment. “I start early in the morning to save money on bus fare. It is difficult to raise a child on one’s own.”

“But where’s her father? Why doesn’t he take responsibility for his child?” Alex asked curiously.

Camilla fell silent. “Well…” Before she could say anything, doctors walked into the room and asked Alex to leave. They said Camilla would be under observation for a few days.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Pexels

During Camilla’s stay at the hospital, Alex visited her every day and looked after her. When she was discharged, he took her home, and during that phase, they became close involuntarily.

Meanwhile, Alex was constantly bothered by the thoughts of why Kate resembled him so much. He felt a strange affection for the young girl and he wanted to ask Camilla if his suspicion was true and Kate was his daughter. So he decided that after Camilla recovered completely, he would sit with her and talk about it. But fate had different plans.

One day, as he and Camilla were about to leave the house for a check-up, they ran into Charlotte, who’d come to discuss the divorce settlement with Alex.

Imagine her shock when she spotted her husband’s ex-lover at the house. “Oh! So you’re back together now? Is she the reason you were so eager to get rid of me, Alex, without even giving me a chance to explain myself?” She sneered.

“Well–” Before Alex could say anything, little Kate came running and hugged Alex. “Let’s go! But the doctor won’t give me those tablets, right?” she asked Alex curiously.

“Woah! Look at you! Aren’t you happy after kicking me out of the house? You have your lover and your daughter with you. What else do you want?” Charlotte mocked.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Pexels

“What?” Alex turned pale upon hearing Charlotte’s remark. “My daughter?” He looked at Camilla, who quickly averted her gaze and looked down.

“Oops! Looks like someone didn’t tell you the truth!” Charlotte added.

“Can someone tell me what’s going on?” Alex asked, dumbfounded.

“I’ll tell you everything, Alex,” Camilla said in a quiet voice. “You go inside and play, honey. Mumma will come soon,” she added, turning to Kate, who happily followed her mom’s instructions and went inside. Then Camilla revealed the whole story to Alex.

It turns out Charlotte always knew Kate was Camilla and Alex’s child. She liked Alex a lot and decided to drive a wedge between him and Camilla. Hence, she asked one of her friends to take false photographs of Camilla with another man to convince him that Camila was cheating on him.

Alex was heartbroken when he saw those photographs of Camilla hugging and kissing another man and broke up with her. Charlotte saw this as the perfect opportunity and started dating Alex. They were childhood friends, after all, and their families were also convinced that they were perfect for each other. Meanwhile, Camila had not informed Alex of her pregnancy. She decided to raise their child alone after Alex left her.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Shutterstock

“I didn’t want to break your marriage, so even after I came here, I didn’t tell you about Kate,” Camila explained. “I had no idea you and Charlotte were divorcing.”

Alex started hating Charlotte even more after learning the whole truth. He not only divorced her but also made sure she received no money from his inheritance. Later, after the divorce case was resolved, he married Camilla and they lived happily together.

What can we learn from this story?

  • You always meet people because you’re destined to and not by chance. Alex was destined to reunite with his lover and daughter, and that’s precisely what happened in the end.
  • Karma is unavoidable. Charlotte thought she could get away with cheating on her husband, but in the end, karma reached her.

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