After the Divorce, I Became the Queen of Silicon Valley

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Eamon had already taken off his Ray-Bans, hanging them casually on the collar of his polo shirt as I stared at the code from the Andreessen Horowitz AI Hackathon.

This was the man who never seemed to care about cutting-edge tech, yet he suddenly reached for my MacBook Pro.

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing the toned muscles he’d sculpted at Equinox.

The cold glow of the screen illuminated his focused profile.

The crisp clicks of the mechanical keyboard filled the air.

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