The Loser Who Owned Atlas Dynamics

Maybe it was years of being treated like an accessory instead of a partner. Or maybe I was simply

finished. I straightened, rolling my shoulders back. A few people noticed.

The laughter thinned. My eyes locked onto Leonard Whitman, still frozen with his champagne glass

hovering near his lips, his midnight suit flawless, his confidence suddenly

brittle. “You know, Leonard,” I said calmly, my voice steady,

“from where you’re standing, this probably sounds strange.” The room began to

quiet. “But tell me,” I continued, “how does it feel knowing this so-called

loser owns ninety percent of Atlas Dynamics?” Silence. Every eye turned