Discharge day came with more cameras than balloons.
Reporters lined the hospital entrance, shouting questions as Lucas emerged in a navy hoodie and sunglasses, cane in one hand, Ella's arm in the other.
“What's next for the Hayes empire?"
“Are the mistress allegations still true?"
“Are you two… married?"
Lucas didn't answer.
Instead, he stepped to the mic and said, “Today, I'm transferring full voting shares of Hayes Industries into an independent public health trust. My wealth doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to service."
The crowd went silent. Then—applause.
Ella watched from the side, jaw tight.
Not everyone forgave quickly.
But they were listening.
And that was enough.
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Later, the Maybach pulled into a quiet riverfront street lined with converted warehouses and
