A real laugh.
The first one in months.
Then I gave him the same mercy he had shown me.
“No.”
I walked away.
Three weeks later, I gave birth to a healthy baby boy.
When I held him for the first time, none of the court battles mattered anymore.
Not the shares.
Not the money.
Not the headlines.
Only him.
Richard eventually saw his son under supervised arrangements ordered by the court.
The child would grow up knowing who his father was.
But he would also learn something more important.
Character matters more than wealth.
Integrity matters more than power.
