Chapter 9 - The Right Kind of Wealth
A year passed. The transition wasn't always perfect. There were tantrums, nightmares, and days where I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. But we figured it out together.
I stepped down as CEO of Sterling Enterprises, promoting a trusted colleague to take my place. I retained my seat on the board, but my priorities had shifted entirely.
One crisp autumn afternoon, Lily and I walked through Central Park. She was seven now, taller, her hair braided neatly with purple ribbons. She was holding a bright pink kite, running ahead of me on the grass.
I sat on a bench, watching her laugh as the kite caught the wind.
My phone buzzed. It was an email from my wealth manager, detailing a new acquisition that would add another fifty million to my net worth.
I swiped left and deleted the email without reading the rest of it. It didn't matter. None of it mattered anymore.
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Lily ran back to me, out of breath and smiling so hard her cheeks were pink. "Did you see it go up, Dad?"
"I saw it, sweetheart. It was beautiful."
