My Husband Gave My Airplane Seat to His Secretary, Then Thirteen Original Patent Files Stopped Him Cold
“Why didn’t you crush him?
You had the shares.
You had the letters.
You could have written it so he never worked again.”
“I wrote it so he answers to the auditors.”
“That isn’t the same thing.”
“No. It’s better.”
“You don’t get to be generous with my father’s code.”
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