My Billionaire Ex Tried To Buy My Silence For $50K — He Didn’t Know I Already Bankrupted Him
Part 2
I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the beautiful walnut table.
“Your buyers halted the merger negotiations three days ago.”
“Their tech auditors realized that your company doesn’t actually own the algorithm at all.”
Craig’s face instantly drained of all color.
The smug confidence vanished, replaced by sheer panic.
Heather looked at him, confused by his sudden physical reaction.
“When we divorced, I signed away my equity in the company,” I explained calmly.
“I signed away my rights to the branding, the client lists, and the physical corporate assets.”
“But what your aggressive lawyers failed to notice was that the algorithm was never an asset of your company.”
The room grew deathly quiet.
“It was a licensed utility,” I whispered.
“I patented it under a separate holding company six months before we even got married.”
“Your company has been using my code on a free, revocable, open-ended beta license for a decade.”
I paused, letting the silence hang heavy in the air.
“A license that, as of midnight last night, I officially revoked.”
Craig stared at me.
The reality of my words hit him like a physical blow.
Without the algorithm, his company was an empty shell.
The two-billion-dollar valuation was built entirely on stolen air.
“And fifty thousand dollars won’t even cover the legal fees for the cease and desist order my attorneys served your board of directors ten minutes ago,” I added.
He reached for his phone with trembling hands.
He dialed his general counsel on speaker.
“Tell me you didn’t go to Brooklyn,” the lawyer’s exhausted voice barked.
“She’s spouting nonsense about a revoked license,” Craig pleaded.
“She’s not,” the lawyer replied grimly.
“We don’t own the architecture.”
“The buyers officially withdrew their acquisition offer an hour ago and notified the SEC.”
Craig felt his entire empire vanishing into thin air.
“I’ll buy it from you right now,” he blurted out, a manic energy seizing him.
“Whatever they were going to pay me, I’ll give you a massive cut.”
I laughed, a rich sound that echoed off the glass ceiling.
“You still don’t understand the board you’re playing on,” I said.
“You think they walked away because they don’t want the technology anymore?”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone.
I slid an email across the table toward him.
“They don’t care about your branding or your sleek office.”
“They only ever wanted the algorithm.”
Craig stared at the glowing screen.
His hands shook violently as he read the message from the buyers.
They weren’t just walking away from his company.
What do you think happened when he read the final acquisition terms?
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