The Grand palais in Paris buzzed with electric anticipation, the opulent hall bathed in silver lights and futuristic displays that mirrored the cutting edge brilliance of the mind gathered there.
Representative from global tech giant mingled beneath a chandelier shaped like a motherboard, the air thick with champagne and competition.
It was the Annual Global Tech Innovation submit–an event that didn't just honour achievement, it defined the future.
The host's voice echoed through the hall, crisp and authoritative. "And now, the moment we've all been waiting for. The award for best tech company of the year goes to..."
A beat of silence swept the room, tension as sharp as the camera flashes stilled in the mid air.
"Synertek Dynamics!"
Gasps. Applause. A few stunned expressions from rival CEOs.
At the centre of it all, Samuel remained composed. Dressed in a tailored black suit that spoke of quiet dominance, he rose from his seat with the confidence of a man who had seen this long moment before it arrived.
His piercing gaze swept across the room as he adjusted his cufflinks and ascended the stage.
The hall erupted with a standing ovulation, yet he didn't smile.
He didn't need to.
This wasn't a victory by chance - it was the result if strategy, sleepless nights, and sacrifice.
As he took the glass award from the presenter's hands, cameras captured the exact moment Samuel Chase, the enigmatic founder of Synertek, officially became a legend in the tech world.
With a calm voice that silenced the room, he leaned into the mic.
"This isn't just a win for Synertek. This is a message - technology should not only solve problems, it should redefine possibility."
A hushed awe spread through the crowd. Even his competitor couldn't deny it.
Samuel hadn't just claimed the award.
He owned the night.
Bella sat at the elegantly dressed table reserved for Synertek Dynamics, her hands clasped in her lap, a composed smile fixed on her lips as applause echoed across the Grand Palais.
The dazzling lights overhead danced across her bronze toned gown but her eyes were only on one person.
Samuel Chase.
He stood on the stage, tall and magnetic, the engraved crystal award glinting in his hand. His voice deep, controlled, and laced with conviction - carried through the hall like a command.
Yet, with every word, Bella's heart twisted a little more.
Not once had he mentioned the team. Not once had he acknowledged the nights she stayed up drafting code fixes, overseeing testing cycles or managing crisis after crisis when the servers threatened to crash. While Samuel commanded the version, she had kept the machine alive driven it forward.
Synertek's success didn't belong to him alone. It was her fight too.
But to the world, it seemed like the genius billionaire had done it all.
She clutched her champagne glass a little tighter.
Still, she forced herself to smile as the spotlight returned to their table cameras flashing toward the team. She stood with the others, clapping along, even as her chest ached with the absence of recognition.