Series: After Launching My AI Startup, My Father Demanded I Hand Over a Core Module to His Son — He Didn't Know I Was Recording

Back in my office, a strange quiet had settled after the whirlwind of revelations with Lena. My mind, however, was still racing, piecing together the [more…]

Finding Elias Caldwell proved to be a daunting task. He had vanished from the tech scene almost two decades ago, leaving behind a digital footprint [more…]

The next morning, the drive back to Elias Caldwell’s cabin felt infinitely longer, laden with the weight of my hope. The forest, usually a comforting [more…]

The calm after securing Elias’s affidavit was short-lived. Arthur, always one step ahead, sensed the shifting tide. He had clearly realized I was building a [more…]

The boardroom was stark, almost intimidating, with its long, polished table and high-backed leather chairs. Richard O’Connell, Phoenix AI’s principal venture capitalist, sat at the [more…]

The summons arrived electronically, its tone terse and official: an emergency board meeting, mandatory attendance, to be held in one hour. My heart pounded in [more…]

Arthur’s opulent corner office felt suffocating, filled with the scent of old money and new ambition. He sat behind his massive mahogany desk, radiating false [more…]

The shattering sound of the fallen picture frame was still echoing as I stepped out of Arthur’s office. Richard O’Connell and Lena Hanson were waiting, [more…]

Three days later, the air in the Phoenix AI office felt different, lighter, almost celebratory. The renovation was still underway, but my nameplate already proudly [more…]