A Mother's Sacrifice, A Billionaire's Game

iend of three years. They sat in their small

Ethan," Sarah bega

readable. "I know, Sarah.

smile playing on her li

ossing his features. "There's something

of debt – around $75,000 – and a recent job loss from a small tech

. She reached out, took his hand. "We'll

h' s support. "Ethan's a good man, Sarah

ving on her "off" hours. Mary, despite her emphysema, a cruel gift from years in a factory, started cleaning more houses

ckled in, painstaki

ital was stark, the doctors' voices grave. Intensive treatment, they

ter, her eyes pleading. "The mo

rance policy, adding it to their comb

t, Sarah. P

She left a small, handwritten note

consumed her, a cold, heavy blan

barely a whisper, and handed him an envelop

cern and gratitude. "Sarah, I... I do

to have it," S

It was a subsidiary of a company called Innovate Solut

heard voices from a nearby co

are going smoothly," Ethan was say

air. "She' s proven she can handle poverty, Ethan. Now, the

' s truly with me for love, not for t

he Hayes fortu

had requested, its cold surface a stark contra

sed a public TV in a store w

Innovate Solutions, seen here with socialite

uggling man she knew, but a confiden

er died

ne rang

Mary. Then, he "confessed" his true identity, his wealth, h

urn felt impossibly