Fourteen months after that dramatic evening the autumn sun streamed through the massive windows of the Northstar Holdings corporate headquarters in downtown Boston where I sat at the mahogany desk of my late mother. Aurelia Systems was now thriving under the brilliant leadership of Dr Elena Rostova who had guided the company to three consecutive quarters of organic growth and retired all remaining high interest loans. Malcolm stepped into my office with coffee and shared the wonderful news that the federal government had just renewed our logistics contract for seven years based on superior engineering and transparent pricing. He also delivered the final
divorce decree confirming that Julian had no claim to my
family assets because of our ironclad prenuptial agreement. Julian had recently pleaded guilty to multiple counts of wire fraud and tax evasion resulting in a forty two month sentence in a federal correctional facility. I walked out of the building that evening and strolled through the beautiful public park feeling a profound sense of quiet peace. I had not ruined the life of Julian because he had destroyed his own through greed.
