I worked eight years at the company, growing its market value from twenty million to two billion. Right before going public, I flipped through the shareholder roster: twelve names, and not a single one was mine. My wife and sworn brother had long since kicked me out of the game. With a backhand move, I sold my core equity to our mortal enemy for one dollar, causing the stock price to plunge 40 percent that very day. Downstairs, she stopped me, asking with a smile, Are you coming home for dinner, husband? I slapped the divorce papers over, No need, there is no place for me at home.