And Alexander, I really am sorry for all of it. I know. Take care of yourself, Tanya. After she left, Abby emerged from the study. That was big of you, Dad. Being kind to her after everything. Holding on to anger takes energy, and I’d rather use that energy for something productive. Besides, I have everything I need right here.

My work, my daughter, my peace of mind. Why would I waste time on bitterness? At midnight, they watched fireworks explode over the city, ringing in the new year. Alexander’s phone lit up with messages. Story art. Happy new year to the smartest person I know. Don’t ever change, Mercedes. To new beginnings and old victories. See you tomorrow, Raul.

Three new licensing inquiries for Phoenix. We’re going to have a very profitable year. Happy New Year, Alex. Abby raised her glass of sparkling cider. To my dad, the badass who taught me that real power doesn’t need to be loud. Alexander clinkied his glass against hers. to being true to yourself, no matter what anyone else thinks.

As fireworks continued to light up the sky, Alexander reflected on the journey that had brought him here. He’d built an algorithm that changed an industry, amassed a fortune that gave him freedom, and navigated betrayal with dignity and strategic precision. But more than any of that, he taught his daughter that success isn’t measured by others opinions.

It’s measured by your own integrity and peace of mind. Garrick Cole had tried to humiliate him at a Christmas dinner to make him feel small in front of his family. Instead, he’d triggered his own complete destruction while Alexander remained standing unshaken, stronger than ever. The algorithm of revenge, Alexander thought, wasn’t about destruction.

It was about revelation. He hadn’t destroyed Garrett. He’d simply revealed who Garrett truly was and let natural consequences do the rest. That was the beauty of real power. It didn’t need to be cruel or vindictive. It just needed to be patient and precise. As the last fireworks faded, Alexander looked at his daughter, brilliant, kind, learning to code with the same passion he’d had at her age, and realized that this was his real victory.

Not the money, not the satisfaction of watching Garrett fall, but this moment right here, passing on knowledge, building something that would outlast him, showing Abby that quiet strength could move mountains. The Phoenix algorithm had revolutionized an industry. But the greatest algorithm Alexander Ross had ever created was the one for living well.

Stay true to yourself. Build on solid foundations. Let your work speak for itself and remember that revenge is best served with patience and precision. In the windows reflection, he caught sight of himself. Successful content at peace. Garrett had called him a broke loser. Tanya had pitted him. They’d both been so wrong. It was almost funny. Almost.

Alexander smiled, raised his glass to the skyline, and stepped into the new year with his daughter beside him and his future bright before him. The algorithm had worked perfectly. The variables had been controlled. The outcome was optimal. Victory, he thought, had never tasted sweeter.

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