I needed to go somewhere new. Somewhere I could build something from nothing.
Somewhere people were hungry and ambitious and did not care about your last name.
I booked a one-way ticket to San Francisco.
Silicon Valley.
The place where empires were built on nothing but grit, code, and the audacity to believe you could change the world.
I rubbed my stomach gently, feeling the slight curve that would soon become impossible to hide.
“We are going home, babies,” I whispered.
I had enough capital to start ten companies.
I had the brains they always underestimated because I was quiet, because I was kind, because I did not fight back.
And now, I had four reasons never to lose.
Four reasons to build something that would make the Sterling fortune look like pocket change.
Julian Sterling could enjoy his new life, his new bride, his father’s approval.
