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right before I shattered. I read about him during slow periods—discreetly, on my phone behind the circulation desk. Articles from Forbes, Bloomberg, a few older profiles that called him “the ghost of Los Angeles finance.” Youngest self-made billionaire in the state. Ruthless in boardrooms. Invisible in tabloids. No scandals. No girlfriends photographed on red carpets. Just power. Quiet, absolute power. I was fucking a billionaire.

We dropped AstraGrid, flipped the game, and shot past a trillion in value—full-on tech empire mode. Mag covers lit up with my face, calling me "the tech queen boss" and "youngest breakout founder." At the awards, I stood center stage in a custom starry gown, trophy in hand, spotlight blazing. In the crowd? The ones who always had my back—my silver-haired, sharp-eyed dad, and Adrian, my silent shield. Our eyes locked. He gave me that familiar smile and raised his champagne glass. I stepped up to the mic. "People always ask me the secret to success. Well—Never shrink yourself for someone who never deserved you in the first place.

"Thanks. We are scared. We did not plan it. We are not ready." "No one is ever ready." "We do not have money. We do not have space. We do not have family who can help." "You have us." Samuel looked at Anna. His eyes were wet. "You are strangers." "We are your half siblings. That is not nothing." Samuel stood up. Walked to the window. The rain was falling harder now. "Charles. Did he have money?" "He had billions. But it is all being donated. To charity. To the families of the people he hurt."

He listened like it mattered more than his own board meetings. When I finished, he raised his glass. "To the woman who just made a room of rich assholes rethink their strategy." I clicked. "To not need permission anymore." We ate slowly. Talked about nothing and everything. At one point, he reached for my hand. "I used to think success was closing deals," he said. "Now I think it's this. Coming home to you and Elise. Knowing you're building something that's yours." My throat tightened. "It took us long enough."

Dean said before I knocked. He looked up from his desk with an expression that tried very hard to be kind. “You look tired,” he said. “Sit.” I sat. “You left the party early last night,” he continued. “Without telling me.” “I had a family emergency.” He tilted his head slightly, studying me. “Everything okay now?” “Yes.” “Good.” He leaned back in his chair. “You know I don’t like surprises.” “I understand.” “Do you?” he asked. “Because you’re visible, Jalen. Clients notice you. Investors notice you. When you move without informing me, it reflects poorly.”

“What a possessive guy!” “But I agreed with him. If someone fancies my wife, I may take more drastic measures.” Jacob laughed aloud. “I admire him, you know. Samuel Hoffner is my inspiration. I become what I am now because of him.” “Because of the money?” “Yes, and no. The money helped me, but it’s not all. I tried to learn and find anything I could about Samuel, his business, and how he could be the youngest billionaire thirteen years ago. It’s like a bizarre coincidence that now, at my thirty-five, thirteen years later after all my struggles, I could be the youngest billionaire at the same age as when he became the youngest billionaire.”

I could swear she was lying. “ Who isn’t? I am a billionaire; my inheritance never stops growing," I announced proudly, puffing out my chest. She seemed somewhat mocking, but didn’t show anything. “ Still, not all the money in the world has made any woman stay by my side with this face," I thought victoriously, knowing she wouldn't be able to endure it.

There was no way they would or could change their declared price. Lucien tried to estimate the possibilities of his money returning to him. He checked how long he would gain back his money and let the business roll to his profit. He asked for ideas from professionals that showed compassion for him as he started this venture, even before he went to college. And he gathered essential insights as well as helpful advice and like every investment. He gave himself a decent margin on his possible losses. Then, he decided to buy the shares from two of the shareholders, and it made him own the most significant share. Thus, he became the CEO. It's only been four years, yet Lucien had established himse

Kyra lay down on bed that night and browsed online, checking information about Adrian. “He used to be fat when he was a kid, huh. Then he got fit, almost at the same time when he started doing business. Instead of working in his father’s company, he started making investments in other companies and even built a start up company with his own money. “Though he failed with that company, he succeeded in the investment business and earned billions in a matter of a few years. A self made man… Interesting… He’s completely different from Gregg Huefner. I wonder how he’ll be in person.”