A DYING BILLIONAIRE GAVE A HOMELESS SEVEN-YEAR-OLD GIRL HIS LAST NAME FOR ONE WEEK
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Chapter 13 - Five Years Later, Lucy Called Me the Best Dad in the World, and I Realized I Had Received More Than I Ever LostLucy was twelve.
She was taller.
Smarter.
Louder.
She argued with me constantly.
She hated my rules.
She stole my sweaters.
She left books everywhere.
And I loved every second of it.
My businesses were different now.
I had closed the companies connected to criminal operations.
I invested in legitimate businesses.
I created a foundation for homeless children.
We built shelters.
Schools.
Medical centers.
Lucy helped choose the first shelter's name.
The Parker House.
I asked why.
“Because my mom deserves to be remembered.”
So we remembered her.
And Claire.
And Noah.
May you like
Not through grief.
Through life.
