He was a brilliant coder. I was a corporate shark in a suit. He thought he could outsmart me, steal my work, and leave me with nothing. He didn't know I wrote the rules of this game. In my world, every line of code has a purpose, and one of them was written just for him. When he tried to delete me, he deleted his entire empire. My revenge wasn't just about money; it was about compiling his ruin, one perfect, devastating command at a time.