He stood in the silence of it all, gazing outside as wind brushing through the trees like nature was catching its breath. His system screen blinked out, numbers fading into the digital void. But the echo of what had just happened stayed with him.
$6.292 trillion.
It was beyond wealth. It was leverage, it was law. It was something that could break governments or build new ones with a single signature.
And yet... Parker closed his eyes, exhaled through his nose.
It wasn't enough.
Not yet.
Yeah, he was a trillionaire now—officially. Cashed, armed, invisible. He could crash a country's economy by accident if he coughed hard enough. He could buy a private army, a continent's infrastructure, even rewrite the ownership of multinationals like they were playing cards.
But he knew the truth.
The real truth.
There were people out there with wealth that made his look like startup money.
