"I'll keep the partnership agreement on file for you. When you've had time to think it over, call me. We'll sign a new deal. As compensation, I'll offer you equity..."
I couldn't listen to another word.
"Zara Lambert, throw them out."
As Sylvia left, she kept glancing back over her shoulder, her eyes dripping with venom.
I did the math. The factory fire had cost three million. Now he'd just transferred ten million to me.
Eugene had no liquid capital left.
I thought about the career I'd been forced to abandon in my previous life. The decades of self-doubt and despair.
What he owed me? It was so much more than this.
I wanted everything he'd ever built to crumble in my hands.
Dad tried to comfort me. "Rosie, I'll introduce you to someone better."
I just smiled.
A few days later, I met the man who'd been Eugene's biggest rival in my previous life: Stanley Farley.
In truth, Stanley and I were the real peers. We'd both built our careers in chip research.
If I hadn't poured everything into helping Eugene rebuild his company back then, I might have chosen to bring my technology to Stanley instead.