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Because he had lied to me.
Because he had let me worry.
Because he had turned my rental property into an electronics workshop without telling me.
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But beneath the frustration, I saw something else.
Commitment.
Determination.
A dream he believed in enough to risk everything for.
I looked around the room again.
The chaos suddenly seemed different.
Less reckless.
More desperate.
More hopeful.
Finally, I took a deep breath.
“You have one week,” I said.
Sam’s face went pale.
But I wasn’t finished.
“You have one week to clean this place up and move the operation somewhere else.”
He blinked.
“What?”
I explained that years earlier I had purchased an old warehouse with a large attached storage facility that now sat mostly unused. It had commercial-grade electrical access, plenty of space, and far fewer risks than running a project like this inside a residential property.
I offered them the warehouse free of charge.
I also offered access to my legal consultant so they could establish a proper partnership agreement and protect themselves if the project succeeded.
Sam stared at me.
“So you’re helping us?”
I nodded.
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