Chapter 14 - A New DawnEthan entirely ignored the applause of the high society.
Then, completely disregarding his ruined clothes and the hundreds of wealthy eyes watching him, the billionaire knelt beside her on the wet concrete. He knelt just as she had knelt beside him countless times when he was a sick child in that drafty Chicago apartment.
He gently took her hands, using a dry corner of the towel to dry her wrinkled fingers. “You spent your whole life taking care of me, Mom,” he murmured, his voice breaking. “It’s my turn now.”
The elderly mother’s tears flowed freely, mixing with the pool water on her cheeks. She reached up with a trembling hand and touched his face, her thumb wiping away a tear that had escaped his eye.
“I don't need a mansion, Ethan,” she whispered softly. “I already have everything I need. I have my son.”
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The billionaire smiled through his tears, kissing the palm of her hand.
As the party quietly came to an end, the guests began to leave without finishing their expensive drinks. They left in silence, walking past the shell-shocked Vanessa who sat frozen at the table with the divorce papers. As they waited for their valets, they didn't talk about the acquisition, the wealth, or the luxury cars. They talked about only one thing: the moment a billionaire proved that true success means absolutely nothing if you forget the person who helped you become who you are.
