“But…” Estela looked up and, for the first time, smiled warmly. “I’ve always been curious to know where I got this habit of scowling when I read something I don’t like.”
Eduardo laughed—a genuine, liberating laugh. “That, I’m afraid, is one hundred percent Lancaster.”
The New Legacy
Two years later.
Snow blanketed the gothic rooftops of Oxford. Inside a restaurant by a fireplace, Eduardo found the two most important women in his life.
“You’re late, Dad,” Estela teased without looking up from her laptop.
“The flight was delayed by the snow,” he excused himself, kissing her forehead and greeting Aurora with a gesture of deep affection and respect. His relationship with Aurora wasn’t romantic, but they had built a solid friendship based on their shared love for their daughter.
“I have news,” Eduardo said, sitting down and pulling out a folder. “The board has approved the proposal.”
Estela closed her computer, intrigued. “They did?”
“As of next month, the foundation’s bylaws change. And the company’s, too.” Eduardo showed them the new logo. It was no longer just “Lancaster Investments.” The gold lettering now read: Lancaster & Baloa Group.