Chapter 11 - THE SUN RISES AGAIN

A year later, the drama of the Hail takeover was a footnote in the financial papers. Helian micro-grids were powering millions of homes globally. I was no longer driven by anger or vengeance, but by the work itself. I was standing on the balcony of my new home in California when a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. It was Elena, a brilliant architect I had met during a project in Kyoto. She didn't care about the money or the magazine covers; she loved the man who built things. I watched the sunset over the Pacific, finally realizing that losing everything was the only way I could have ever gained the world.
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