Introduction : When Titans Collide

Evelyn Carter – The Unstoppable Force

Power. Control. Success. Evelyn Carter never settles for less.

At 32, she's the youngest self-made billionaire in AI innovation, the CEO of Novacore, and the undisputed ruler of the U.S. tech industry. Her name alone sends competitors scrambling, and her words can make or break deals that others would kill for.

She's ruthless in business, sharp-tongued in conversations, and dangerously confident. People call her a shark, but sharks don't waste time with small fish—and Evelyn only plays for the biggest stakes.

She walks into boardrooms like she owns them. Because she does.

She doesn't beg. She doesn't lose. And she never, ever lets anyone tell her no.

Until she meets Ji-Ah Park.

Ji-Ah Park – The Immovable Object

In the world of AI, only one name threatens to challenge Evelyn Carter.

At 30, Ji-Ah Park is the silent storm rising from South Korea. Unlike Evelyn, who inherited her father's dying company and rebuilt it into a tech empire, Ji-Ah built Infinity Dynamics from nothing. No powerful last name. No silver spoon. Just raw talent, relentless ambition, and a mind sharper than the algorithms she creates.

Now, she's here in the U.S. to expand her company—and she's coming straight for Evelyn's throne.

Calm. Calculated. Deadly in her own way. Ji-Ah doesn't raise her voice, but when she speaks, the world listens.

And the first time Evelyn Carter meets her, she hates her instantly.

First Meeting: Sparks & War

San Francisco, AI Global Summit.

The moment Evelyn Carter steps onto the stage, the room shifts. Every eye turns to her, every investor leans in. She's wearing her signature black power suit, confidence dripping from every step. She owns this space.

And then—she sees her.

Ji-Ah Park, standing at the edge of the crowd. Arms crossed. Unbothered. Watching Evelyn like she's not impressed.

Evelyn smirks. Oh, so this is the competition? Cute.

She steps up to the mic. "I hear there's a newcomer in town," she says, voice smooth as silk. "I hope she came to take notes."

Laughter ripples through the room. Evelyn's never needed a script—she speaks, and people listen.

Ji-Ah tilts her head, not smiling. Then, she steps forward, her voice calm but razor-sharp.

"I did," Ji-Ah says, pausing just enough to hold Evelyn's gaze. "But I haven't heard anything worth writing down yet."

Silence. Then—low murmurs, shifting seats. Evelyn's smirk tightens.

Game on.