For the first time in years, Ethan didn’t speak like a boss, or like a millionaire. He spoke like a father.
“Last night… my children were happy with you. I haven’t seen them like this since their mother died.”
Lucia looked down, not knowing what to say.
Ethan took a deep breath.
“If you want, I want you to stay. Not just as an employee. As someone I trust. As family.”
Tears filled Lucia’s eyes. She nodded silently.
From then on, every night at Whitmore Mansion no longer reigned a cold silence, but the warm sound of laughter, lullabies, and little hands holding onto new hope.
And Ethan finally understood that the greatest wealth he possessed was not in his accounts… but in the hearts of those who loved him without asking for anything in return.
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