Her father joined her.
"You've restored more than a business."
She looked at the lights stretching across the skyline.
"We restored a family."
Not the one created by marriage.
The one built by trust.
Far below, guests entered the hotel, greeted by employees who genuinely smiled.
The building still stood where it always had.
The marble floors still gleamed.
The chandeliers still sparkled.
But everything that truly mattered had changed.
Marcus had once believed luxury was measured by penthouses, profits, and power.
Isabella had proven that real wealth was measured by integrity, humility, and the people who chose to stand beside you when no title remained.
And as the city lights reflected across the glass towers of the Ashcroft empire, one truth became impossible to ignore: