In The Glass Boardroom Where My Parents Sold Our $2 Billion Biotech Company, My Father Pointed To Security And Said, “Pack Your Things.” I Only Picked Up My Coffee Mug, Walked Out Quietly, And By Morning The Buyer Would Learn Why The Code Had Never Belonged To Them – News

discussing their latest seed funding round and startup valuations. Their arrogant laughter echoed in the train car, sounding exactly like my brother Brent.

I stared blankly out the window as the sprawling tech campuses of Silicon Valley blurred past. Just an hour ago, I was the unseen architect of a $2 billion empire. Now I was just another unemployed continue reading …