Chapter 418 – Emotional Return over Material Profit
[You always say that when you're about to make a terrible business decision.]
'I said shut up.'
Lux exhaled slowly, letting his shoulders ease. Watching the trio in front of him—the way Ariel clung to her mother like a lifeline, the way the father cradled her like something he thought he'd lost forever—he didn't even pretend to justify it.
The math didn't matter this time.
She needed this.
Not his collection. Not his house. Not his gilded chaos.
Her family.
Her real one.
And if he was the one who made that happen, if he was the one who returned a daughter to her parents…
Well. He'd take that over stock dividends.
Probably.
Sira, who had discreetly moved to avoid the pearls now carpeting the floor, reached down and picked one up between two fingers. "These are going to bankrupt someone's vault," she murmured. "She's basically a crying hedge fund."
"Let her have this," Lux said quietly.
