The screen flickered, updating like a financial porn climax.
[QUANTUM TECH
Public Valuation: $8 billion (currently -42%, because haters love to celebrate failure)
Hidden Reserves: $4 billion (shh… the IRS doesn't know, and neither do the shorts)
Monthly Growth with New Products: 3–5% (starting with the first three, appetizer before the feast)
Annual Projection: $15–18 billion — conservative estimate, because ARIA is humble like that]
I looked at Madison and Charlotte, letting the numbers sink in like a dagger wrapped in velvet.
"See?" I said, voice low and deliciously confident. "While the world thinks we're losing, we're literally setting the stage to own everything. Torres goes from 300 to 450 billion in five years or less. Quantum Tech doubles. And by the time anyone realizes it, we'll be untouchable."
Madison grinned. "You're insane."
"Correct," I said, smirking. "And profitable. Never forget, insanity scales beautifully with capital."
