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Beyond His Lies: Her True Legacy

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 674    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

lights blinked outside my window, indifferent. I could picture Mark at a celebratory dinner, his team toasting

satisfaction of my despair. I needed to move, to act. I picked

t she answered. "He' s not

already kicking into gear. "I' m already pulling the patent filings.

ars I don' t have. He knows that. He' s trying to ble

s the plan?

of handwritten notes, circuit diagrams on napkins, and cryptic lines of code. Mark had seen it once an

hinks he acquired all of Dad' s important work when he bought the company. But

f in there? Something tha

gy he' s claiming as his own is just a shadow of what my father actually created. I' m not just g

er end of the line. I could

h," she finally said, her ton

ice that I didn' t feel. The truth was, I was terrified. But I coul

n' t do that. You don' t have to be strong for me. I

op. A new article. My heart sank. It was from Richard Ston

old Move: A Necessary Step to Protect

ine. He quoted anonymous sources from Johnson Dynamics who painted me as an unstable, grieving daughter, unable to acce

s name flashed on my ph

om Richard Stone?" she aske

now," I said, m

t me before I even had a chance to speak. It was another calculated attack, another way to iso

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Beyond His Lies: Her True Legacy
Beyond His Lies: Her True Legacy
“Five years I poured into Legacy AI, a tribute to my late father, David Miller, and his last research notes. The final pitch, my moment of truth with lead investor Mr. Hayes, was here in the boardroom. Then, a press release from Johnson Dynamics, my ex-fiancé Mark Johnson's company, slammed me: an intellectual property lawsuit, claiming his newly secured patents covered my life' s work. His company had conveniently acquired my father's old firm, where we all began. Mark, once my father's star mentee and my own mentor, then fiancé, painted my father as erratic and my work obsolete. He fed the media a narrative of my instability, isolating me before I could even speak. "It' s unfortunate that Ms. Miller, a talented engineer I once mentored, chose this path. We believe she was misled by her late father' s incomplete and often erratic research." He had reduced our shared dreams, our bond, to nothing more than a calculated business move, a strategic step in his relentless climb to power. He saw my father's legacy, our legacy, not as something to build upon, but as a distraction, a tool for his ambition. The betrayal was public, humiliating. Mr. Hayes' warmth vanished, investors whispered, and the opportunity vanished. Mark had destroyed everything. But the cold dread morphed into a steel resolution. He thought he' d won, that I' d crumble. He had underestimated me, and, more importantly, he had underestimated my father. The fight wasn't over; it had just begun, and the answer lay hidden in my father's last, unsorted box of research.”
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