A downtown loft in Chicago used for U.S. operations has been sold. Several stock positions were liquidated six months earlier. Cash reserves were redistributed across protected structures. There are personal bequests. A vintage watch to his best friend Daniel Cruz. A collection of first-edition science fiction novels to his former professor. A scholarship fund in his late father’s name.
Then comes the number.
After taxes, allocations, and the foundation transfers, the personal estate remaining for family inheritance and conditional transfer equals approximately $4.5 million.
That number hits the room with weight.
It is not the full public story anymore. Not the headline. Not the glamorous myth of the app founder who died leaving a fortune behind. Alejandro had already moved much of the real wealth where he wanted it to do work. What remains is still enormous by the standards of your life, enough to change generations, enough to sour souls, enough to get a daughter-in-law whispering over a coffin.
Valeria’s expression recovers quickly. “As his spouse, I assume the remainder transfers to me.”
Salgado looks down at the page. “Not immediately.”
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