Billionaire's Secret Legacy

ut your father, Isabelle. You've been an invaluable part of this

with relief. "I appreciate everything y

wave of his hand. "In fact, I might h

ised an eye

tioned that they'll be needing a new Art Director soon. With your experience an

"Really? That would be amazin

serve it, Isabelle. I'll send

had an interview scheduled with the company. The process moved swiftly, and before she knew it, she received a call offer

r in her honor. She was sad to leave this place and these people. But she knew it was for the b

was apprehensive and wondered what the future holds for her. Luckily sh

ort. Rose wore a soft oversized white cotton tee with a subtle graphic print with a pair of

e her a huge bear hug. She was so hap

ty secrets, Rose. You haven't aged a day since

little hand tugg

ughter Aria." She said as she brou

hile Rose bent low to me

Rose." Aria

id. "You are such a c

swayed happily f

Aria answered."Though not

said looking at Isabelle. "Afte

and assurance in Rose's presence. "I've miss

ow, come on,

Rose's car and he

n the latest changes in the town and the

will go to visit her

Aria?" Rose asked Is

hey won't understand. I have to go alone for

are right."

t – family dinners filled with laughter, her father teaching her to ride a bike, and the bedtime stories he used to tell her

*

vable," her father had said, his voice shaking.

abelle's father had confronted her, his f

rt pounding in her chest. "What? N

face, another picture with his wife, another picture was of him playing with his two

own her face. "I didn'

e to believe that? I've seen the pictures, Isabel

the tears pouring down her face. "I

on torn between disbelief and sorrow.

d looked around for someone, anyone, who m

hed over her. The house looked the same, yet different – smaller, more fra

ulling her into a tight embr

e asked, her voice b

," her mother replied, leading he

. His once imposing figure now seemed shrunken, his face pale and lined with age and regret.

but filled with emotion. "I'm so sorry

e approached the bed. "Dad," she whisper

eak. "I let my pride and my fears drive you a

aching with a mixture of sorrow and fo

the air. Finally, her father spoke again, his voice softer. "Please

eks as she nodded. "I forgi

of peace settling over his face.