Let me explain, because it matters.
Before I ever walked into Bennett Technologies, I spent four years in a lab at Georgia Tech developing a new kind of biosensor. A tiny, flexible patch that sits on your skin and reads your heart rhythm, your blood oxygen, and your hydration levels all at once. It sends the data to your phone and to your doctor in real time. It’s thinner than a Band-Aid. It costs less than four dollars to make.
My Ph.D. adviser, Dr. Helen Park, told me something in my second year that I never forgot.
“Olivia, you’re going to invent something valuable someday. When you do, don’t you ever hand it to anyone without a lawyer in the room. I gave my first patent away to a company for a salary and a parking space. They made two hundred million dollars on it. I got a plaque.”
So I filed my own patents. The university had rights to some of the early research, and I negotiated with the technology transfer office to buy those rights out, with a small royalty back to the school. It took every dollar of savings I had and a loan from my parents.
By the time Bennett recruited me, I owned the core patents outright.
When I negotiated my employment contract, Richard Bennett was still on the board in an advisory role, even though he was sick. He was the one who hired me. He was a good man. He told me, “Your invention is yours, young lady. We’ll pay to use it, and we’ll pay you to make it better.”
So we wrote it into the contract. Section 9.3. My existing patents, and any improvements I built directly on that platform, stayed mine. Bennett got an exclusive five-year license to manufacture and sell products using them. In exchange, they paid me a small royalty on top of my salary.
The license would renew only with my written consent.
And it was set to expire in exactly six months. The very same month as the planned product launch. The very same month as the IPO.
For the past year, the renewal paperwork had been sitting in Victoria’s inbox. I’d sent it to her three times. She never signed it. She never even answered.
I guess she thought her daughter-in-law would never make her ask.
I folded the paper, slipped it into my purse, and there was a knock on my office door.
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