Chapter 12 - A Father's Gratitude
Once the authorities cleared the ballroom and escorted the remaining guests out, the massive room felt quiet and solemn.
Ethan turned and walked back toward the center of the floor, where Elena was kneeling beside Noah, gently wiping the remaining cake frosting off the boy's velvet vest with a damp napkin.
Ethan slowly lowered himself onto one knee on the hard marble floor in front of her—a powerful billionaire humbling himself before his domestic employee.
"Elena," Ethan said, his voice thick with deep, genuine emotion. "I grabbed you. I shouted at you. I accused you of negligence when you were the only person in this room who stood between my son and death."
He reached out, gently taking her hand into his own. "I was blind. I can never repay you for saving Noah's life today."
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Elena looked up into his dark eyes, her expression warm and serene. "You don't owe me anything, Mr. Vance. I love Noah with all my heart. I would risk my life for him every single day without hesitation."
👉 Read PART 13 to see the promotion Ethan gave to Elena!
