“Six figures. Benefits. Working directly with me.”
She let out a disbelieving laugh. “You think throwing money at me makes us even?”
“It’s not charity,” he said evenly. “It’s recognition.”
She crossed her arms. “Why me?”
For the first time, his voice shifted slightly.
“Because you saw my son,” he said. “Not my money. Not my name. Him.”
The room fell silent.
Emily looked at the envelope again.
Then back at him.
“I’ll think about it,” she said quietly.
Alexander nodded once and left.
She stood there long after the door closed.
Because deep down—
She already knew.
This wasn’t just an opportunity.
It was the beginning of something that would change everything.
