The billionaire had spent countless hours consulting with the world’s top neurologists and physiotherapists, enduring therapies, surgeries, and experimental treatments, all to no avail. He had given up hope, resigned to a life of confinement—and yet, here he was, feeling something for the first time in years.

As the hours crept toward dawn, the pain subsided, replaced by a tingling warmth that spread from his toes to his thighs. Alexander lay still, afraid to move, fearing that any attempt would shatter the fragile promise of recovery.