Chapter 14
Three months later, the spring flowers were in full bloom across the sprawling lawns of our family estate in Bryn Mawr.
I sat on the wide outdoor terrace, drinking tea while reading the quarterly expansion reports for Vance Logistics.
The company was thriving, revenue was up forty percent, and our reputation in the shipping industry was completely restored.
Vanessa and the children were living comfortably in a beautiful beach house in Naples, Florida, supported by Dad’s trust.
She called me every Sunday morning, our bond stronger than it had ever been now that the dark shadows of betrayal were gone.
Samuel Price walked onto the terrace holding a silver tray with a warm smile on his distinguished face.
“You’ve done an extraordinary job running the firm, Clara,” Samuel complimented, setting a folder on the table.
“Your father would be immensely proud of the leader you have become.”
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“Thank you, Samuel,” I smiled, looking out over the gardens where Dad used to spend his weekend afternoons.
“I just wanted to make sure his legacy wasn't destroyed by greed.”
