“And what was that?” she asked.
“Faith in people,” he replied.
That night, standing on the balcony of his mansion and watching the city lights shimmer below, Lucian reflected on how easily he had once dismissed the goodness in others. Now, he understood.
In the quiet, he whispered to himself, “The richest people are not those who own the most, but those who give the most.”
And for the first time in a very long while, Lucian Cross felt truly wealthy.
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