Why are you doing this? You don’t even know me.
He had given her an answer that night, but he understood it more clearly now.
He had helped Clara because he remembered what it felt like to be poor.
He had continued helping because she deserved justice.
And he had come to respect her because she had transformed a terrible experience into something that would protect other people.
He placed the silver frame beside his computer.
It would stay there.
Not because fifty dollars was a meaningful amount to a billionaire.
But because the bill reminded him of the person he had once been, the mother who had raised him, and the responsibility that came with having more than enough.
Chapter Seven: The Dinner That Changed Everything Again
On a warm Saturday evening in July, Ethan arrived at Harbor Grace carrying a modest bouquet of flowers.
He had turned down invitations to lavish charity galas, private yacht parties, and exclusive dinners with some of the most influential people in the country.
