At dawn, the doctors were stunned. Margaret walked, drank tea, smiled.
Daniel said nothing.
That afternoon, he ordered a discreet investigation.
Security footage revealed someone entering Margaret’s private wing late at night.
It was Michael Reed—his CFO. His closest ally.
Further digging uncovered payments to a known occult practitioner and a recovered email:
“When she’s gone, he’ll sign anything.”
Daniel felt the cold settle in his veins.
That night, he invited Michael to dinner.
Margaret stared at him, uneasy. “Your cologne,” she murmured. “I smelled it that night…”
Daniel stood. “What did you do?”
Michael cracked. He confessed—resentment, greed, ambition.
Security restrained him as Margaret wept.
“You deserved prison,” Daniel said quietly.
Michael was arrested. The scandal exploded.
Daniel refused to cover it up.
“I’d rather lose money than lose my mother,” he told the board.
Margaret recovered fully.
Elena remained—not as a servant, but family.
When Daniel offered her everything, she accepted only dignity.
“Let me stay simple,” she said. “That’s something money can’t buy.”
One afternoon, Margaret sat in the garden with her son.