Chapter 414

The radio host's voice trembled as she shared the heartbreaking story. An elderly couple in A City had lost their firefighter son in a rescue mission. Their only comfort was their adopted ten-year-old daughter, Savannah, who now battled leukemia.

Dominic Blackwood's grip tightened on the steering wheel. Beside him, Evelyn Sinclair wiped away tears. Their twins, Alexander and Isabella, listened intently from the backseat.

"We have to help them," Evelyn whispered. The address sounded familiar - she'd passed that slum during fieldwork with Abigail Thornton.

Isabella clutched her stuffed unicorn. "Daddy, please? That little girl needs medicine!"

Alexander looked up from his tablet. "We can give them my birthday money too."

Dominic studied his family's determined faces. As CEO of T Corporation, he'd bankrupted competitors without remorse. Charity donations were strategic moves, not acts of compassion. Yet here he was, driving through winding backstreets.

"GPS can't find the address," Dominic admitted after hours of searching. "This might be a scam."

Evelyn shook her head. "What if it's real? That family lost their hero son. Now their daughter..." Her voice broke.

The radio station staff gaped when the Blackwood family entered. The manager nearly spilled his coffee recognizing the billionaire. "Mr. Blackwood! How much are you donating? We'll make headlines—"

"No publicity," Dominic cut in, shielding Evelyn from the man's curious stare. His wife's kindness wasn't for show.

Their guide led them to the city's forgotten outskirts. Rusted tin roofs sagged over crumbling walls. The elderly couple's home reeked of boiled cabbage and despair.

Savannah beamed despite her baldness from chemo. "Visitors!" She offered the twins her only toy - a hand-sewn cloth doll.

Dominic wrote a million-dollar check intended for Oliver Kensington. "For Savannah's treatment," he said, pressing it into the old man's calloused hands.

The wife trembled. "We can't accept—"

Evelyn closed the woman's fingers around the check. "Please. Let your daughter have the childhood your son never got to finish."

As they left, Isabella whispered, "Will Savannah get better now?"

Dominic glanced back at the slum. For the first time, his wealth felt meaningful beyond power. "Yes, princess. Because of you."