Noah considered this.
“Will you still be here tomorrow?”
Daniel felt his heart tighten.
“Yes.”
“And the day after?”
“Yes.”
Noah closed his eyes.
“Okay.”
A few minutes later, he fell asleep again.
Daniel remained in the chair until morning.
He didn’t answer emails.
He didn’t check the markets.
He didn’t think about the billions waiting for him in Manhattan.
He watched his son breathe and silently promised that he would never again mistake success for happiness.
But just when Daniel began to believe he might have a chance to rebuild his family, a letter arrived that threatened to destroy the fragile peace they had found.
It came from Daniel’s own lawyer.
Inside was a document Emily had never seen.
A trust agreement dated fourteen years earlier.
Daniel frowned as he read it.
Before their marriage had fallen apart, he had established a private family trust intended to protect his future children’s inheritance. At the time, he had never imagined how important that decision would become.
