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EXAMPLE(Few words from Chapter 1):-
We see a Big Masion that looks more like a cozy —it was made like this after some renovation. Inside, two old people with white hair are lying on beds. One is a man, the other a woman. Sitting between them is a man around 40 years old, holding both their hands.
The old man, Smith Matton, looks at him and says,
"Why... why do you still care for us? Even after we removed you from the will? Even after we always favored your brother and sister, never you?"
His wife, Julia, speaks too, her voice weak but serious.
"Yes... tell us, Jack. Why? After how we treated you... why are you still here?"
Jack, their son, just smiles. It's a calm, kind smile—the kind that hides pain but also shows peace.
"I know, it's simple, really," he said, voice gentle. "If I did the same to you... what would be the difference between us?"
He looked at them both.
"And besides... you never kicked me out of the house. Sure, you didn't leave anything for me in the will. But that's fine. It's your property. You built it from nothing, Dad. With your own blood and sweat."
Jack turned to Smith.
"You worked hard for it. It's yours. I didn't create any of it. If you gave it to me, I would've taken care of it—but that's your choice. Your free will."
Smith was silent. His eyes, once sharp and cold, were now full of emotion.
Julia spoke again, voice shaking as tears started falling.
"Then why? Why do you still care for us... for your brother and sister too? We gave everything to them... and left you behind. We... we set you aside..."
She cried harder now, and Smith's eyes also began to water.
"You should've thrown us out," she said, sobbing. "Why... why did you keep us in your home...?"
Jack's smile didn't fade. He spoke softly.
"Why wouldn't I, Mother?"
That answer hit them like a punch to the heart. Smith and Julia both stared at him, speechless.
"You raised me," Jack continued. "Yes, you neglected me later... but when I was small, you still gave me food. A roof. You gave up your own dreams to raise me. I saw it, even if you tried to hide it."
He looked at his father.
"You worked so many jobs, Dad. Just to feed me and Mom. You lost your dream... your career... because of me. I get it. I understand the pain. The frustration."
Jack took a breath. His eyes stayed calm, but his voice was full of emotion.
"But even so... it's my job now. To take care of you both. Even if I have to sacrifice my whole life doing it."
He looked at Julia.
"Because no matter what I do, I can't repay you. Not even for those five seconds you carried me in your womb. The pain you felt... the life you gave me... I can never put a price on that."
Smith and Julia both broke down in tears.
They finally understood. The son they pushed aside, the one they ignored for years... he still loved them more than anyone else. And now, they wished—if only they could go back in time—they would've loved him more than anyone in the world.
"Okay now, you two... rest up."
Jace stood up, brushing off his pants and smiling warmly.
"I gotta go. Got some work to do. But I'll be back in an hour, promise."
He leaned down and kissed both of their foreheads gently.
"Just relax, alright?"
With that, he walked out of the hospital room, his footsteps calm but full of silent strength—just like Kakashi walking away after saying something deep. The door closed behind him with a soft click.
Inside, Julia and Smith looked at each other.
Smith let out a deep breath, voice full of regret.
"Honey... I think we made the biggest mistake of our lives."
Julia's eyes began to water again.
"All because of our anger," Smith continued. "All because our dreams didn't come true... we blamed Jake. We punished him for our own failures. And we spoiled the other kids thinking they'd make up for it."
Julia slowly nodded, her tears slipping down.
"You're right. We even removed him from the will..."
She looked up at the ceiling, her voice trembling.
"But now? Serena and David... the kids we spoiled, they kicked us out. The moment they got the property, they threw us away like trash."
She let out a weak, bitter laugh.
"Is this karma?"
Smith gave a dry chuckle.
"Yeah... maybe it is. We thought we'd end up dying on the streets. But Jace... he saved us. The one we hurt the most."
He wiped his eyes, but more tears came.
"I still remember... when he turned eighteen, I told him to go. 'Find your own path,' I said. But the truth is... I threw him out."
His voice broke.
"I removed him from the will. I blamed him for everything... for the dreams I gave up, for the youth I lost. I thought he was the reason I didn't succeed."
He looked down at his trembling hands.
"But now... he's the one who sacrificed his youth. Twenty-five years... just taking care of us. And what did we give him in return? Nothing."
Julia placed a hand over her heart.
"He did it because we're his parents... even if we didn't act like it."
Smith couldn't stop crying now.
"I had what... five million dollars in assets back then? I thought that made me a big shot. But look at Jake now..."
He paused, almost in disbelief.
"He's the second trillionaire in the world. A hundred trillion net worth. But... he still lives like a regular guy."
Julia's lips trembled.
"He doesn't show off. He doesn't act proud. He just smiles and takes care of everyone... like nothing happened."
Smith nodded, voice filled with awe.
"He didn't let money change him. That's what makes him strong. Like ... carrying all that pain, and still choosing kindness."
As Julia kept crying softly, she spoke with a shaky voice.
"Do you remember, Smith? We gave him just five hundred dollars... just that. Told him to leave and try some other job, and rent apartment. That's it."
She wiped her tears and let out a weak breath.
"From that five hundred dollars... he built a whole empire."
Smith nodded, voice full of guilt and surprise.
"Yeah... and the crazy thing? He didn't build it for profit. No fancy cars, no luxury life. He worked with scientists—people nobody believed in, people who were struggling just to survive."
Julia added, "He brought them together... made his own company... and used most of the money on charity."
She looked at the floor, her tears falling.
"Just look at what he did, Smith... what even governments couldn't do, our son did it."
Smith chuckled between his sobs, his heart breaking.
"He ended world poverty... he found the cure for cancer... and gave it away for free."
Julia whispered, voice trembling.
"That's right. We used to think it would cost thousands of dollars just to survive... but because of our son, it's free now. For everyone. And what did we do for him?"
Smith kept crying, shaking his head.
"And then... when he found out Selena and David kicked us out of our own house... he came to us."
Julia nodded, remembering the day.
"We thought... he came to mock us. We were sure of it. Thought he'd laugh at us like they did."
She sniffled and closed her eyes tight.
"Selena... David... they smiled and said, 'You two old fossils are useless now. Go die somewhere. If you're hungry, eat from the trash.'"
Her voice cracked.
"That moment... it's still fresh in my heart. Still cuts deep."
She looked at Smith, ashamed.