
The black luxury sedan slowed as it neared the gates of the private school.
Nathan Cole, a billionaire investor renowned for his sharp instincts and icy demeanor, glanced at his watch. He was early. Again.
Through the car window, he surveyed the sidewalk where parents usually waited, many with chauffeurs or their phones in hand.
That’s when he saw something that made him sit up straight.
His eight-year-old daughter Emily was sitting on the curb.
But she wasn’t alone.
Beside her sat a girl in ragged clothes, a backpack held together with duct tape at her feet. Her hair was unkempt, her shoes clearly too large. Homeless—Nathan recognized the signs immediately.
And the girl was teaching.
Emily held a notebook in her lap, eyes wide with focus. The homeless girl was using a stick to draw shapes and numbers on the pavement, explaining something with animated gestures.
Emily laughed.
His daughter hadn’t laughed like that in months.
“Stop the car,” he said quietly.
The driver hesitated. “Sir?”
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