“They Mocked Me as a ‘Charity Case’ at the BBQ — By Morning, Their Empire Was on a 30-Day Clock”

and melting ice sculptures and elaborate performances. For most of my life, leaving these events had felt like temporary escape, a brief reprieve before the next obligation. This time, watching the lake recede in my rearview mirror, I knew I wasn’t just driving home.

I was driving toward the biggest financial transaction of my life.

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