The Morning After
The headlines were predictable.
The Invisible Billionaire.
How Elena Chin Built a Tech Empire in Secret.
I watched from my penthouse office as the numbers climbed.
Marcus orchestrated PR chaos.
“Your father’s called eight times,” my assistant said.
“Your mother twelve. Richard sent three emails.”
“Anything else?”
“Your mother’s country club suddenly found space for you on the board.”
I smiled, signing off on another billion-dollar acquisition.
