He signed the divorce papers while his pregnant wife packed one suitcase, never knowing her father could buy his empire before breakfast

in the other.

Respect first.

Everything else later.

Across the river, Damian walked alone along a quiet stretch of waterfront.

He was no longer the king of the skyline.

He had accepted a consulting role with a smaller tech firm, advising founders who still believed success meant never admitting fear. He was still wealthy. Still brilliant. Still known.

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