“You’re not staying here another minute.”
Emma hesitated.
“Daniel, we can’t just—”
“Yes, we can.”
He pulled out his phone.
Within minutes, his car returned.
His assistant stepped out, confused.
“Sir?”
Daniel turned to her calmly.
“Cancel my meetings.”
“All of them?”
“All of them.”
He opened the car door.
Emma and the boys stood frozen.
“Come on,” he said gently.
Emma hesitated.
“Daniel… I don’t want charity.”
Daniel looked straight at her.
“This isn’t charity.”
He gestured toward the boys.
“This is my family.”
The three little boys climbed into the car excitedly.
Emma followed slowly, still unsure.
As the car drove away, Daniel looked at the boys in the rearview mirror.
One was already asleep.
Another stared out the window in wonder.
The third leaned against Emma.
Daniel spoke softly.
“We’re going home.”
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