There was no media, no extravagance. Just peace.
Grace wore a soft ivory dress. Ethan wore no tie—just a boutonnière made of Jacob’s favorite flower: daisies.
When the officiant pronounced them husband and wife, Jacob clapped and shouted, “Now I get two last names!”
Laughter echoed around the park.
And when Ethan kissed Grace, he realized something he’d never known in boardrooms or skyscrapers:
This was what true wealth looked like.
Not power.
Not prestige.
But love, redemption, and family.
The kind of richness no empire could buy.
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