His Federal Secret

Michael Evans, just another face at his ten-year college reunion, pulled up in a dark grey SUV, instantly feeling the weight of his "boring government job" compared to the Porsches and McLarens lining the Newport Beach valet.

His old, arrogant classmate Chad, dripping with newfound wealth, and even forgotten acquaintances like Jessica, scoffed openly at his practical vehicle and "still working for the government."

The air crackled with their disdain, a tangible reminder of his perceived failure to "get rich."