My 18-year-old daughter fell in love with a 60-year-old man and planned to marry him, even though I didn’t agree. She insisted she was deeply in love with him. I was shocked when I found out a disturbing truth about him.
One afternoon, as the sun lit up the living room, I was going through some mail when Serena, my daughter, came home early from her part-time job. She walked in with her usual energy, bringing the scent of vanilla with her. I always looked forward to her monthly visits.
Hey, Dad! You won’t believe what happened with my roommate, Jessica…” she started, but quickly noticed I seemed off. “Is everything okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, everything’s fine. Come on in,” I replied.
“So,” I said, trying to focus, “you were saying…”
“Yeah, Dad. Actually… I met someone, and he’s really nice and caring. His name is Edison. He really loves me, and we want to get married. But there’s something…”
“But what?”
“He’s sixty.”
The word “sixty” hit me like a shock. My daughter, just eighteen, in love with someone almost three times her age? Worry and disbelief flooded my mind. “Sixty, Serena? That’s… can’t you see the problem here?”
“Age doesn’t matter when it comes to love, Dad. Edison understands me and believes in me.”
“But Serena, what about the future? He’s so much older.”
“Love isn’t about numbers, Dad. It’s about feeling seen, loved, and cared for, and Edison makes me feel that way,” Serena said with a trembling voice. “Please, can you meet him just once? I promise, you’ll like him.”
I was speechless. Did Serena really understand what she was getting into? Still, I couldn’t say no to her request. What harm could one meeting do? I agreed to meet this Edison guy.
The next night at Edison’s place, I needed some air and stepped out onto the balcony. That’s when I overheard a conversation. “Annie, come on now,” I heard Edison’s smooth voice. “I’m your brother. You know me. It’s just harmless fun, a chance to win a little extra.”
“This is reckless, Edison,” a woman, likely Annie, responded sharply. “You’re playing with that girl’s feelings for some ‘harmless fun.’”
A cold feeling gripped me. “What are you talking about?” Edison snapped.
“The bet, Edison,” Annie hissed. “You think marrying a naive girl will make easy money to pay off your debts?”
My heart sank. Edison was using my daughter for a bet. I was furious.
I rushed back inside and found Serena. “Serena, we’ve been fooled! It’s all a game to him!” I blurted out.
“Dad, what are you talking about?” Serena looked confused, then shocked as I explained the bet.
“He’s lying to you, Serena! He’s just using you,” I said, my voice shaking.
But Serena got defensive. “You’re making this up! You never liked Edison! He cares for me… unlike you, Dad. After Mom passed, you chose your job over me. I felt so alone. I didn’t need nannies or boarding schools, Dad. I needed you.”
Her words cut deep, but I knew we had to focus on Edison’s lies.
Then Edison walked into the dining room. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I punched him in the face, shouting, “Stay away from my daughter, you creep!”
But Serena was furious. “Stop it, Dad! It’s my life, not yours!” she yelled, pushing me back. I knew, no matter what I said, she wouldn’t take my side. She was blinded by Edison’s fake love.
I left, heartbroken but determined. I had to protect my daughter. So, I reached out to a friend who’s a private investigator. A few days later, he handed me a report on Edison’s dark past—filled with failures and a serious gambling addiction.
This was my chance to show Serena the truth and save her.
The report mentioned Duke R., Edison’s former business partner, who’d been ruined by Edison’s bad choices. Duke often hung out at a small diner called Le Beans Café, just outside of town. I found Duke’s phone number in the report and gave him a call.
At Le Beans Café, under the dim lights, I met Duke. Life had been hard on him, but he was eager to share everything about Edison’s gambling problems. He wanted to help me protect Serena from Edison’s lies.
After talking to Duke, I decided to go to Edison’s favorite casino, pretending to be “Parker,” a wealthy Texan. I dressed the part and had my story straight. When I sat down at Edison’s table, I smiled.
“Welcome, Parker. Big game tonight. Feeling lucky?” Edison asked.
I played carefully, and eventually won with a royal flush, beating Edison’s hand. He tried to stay calm, but I could see he was shaken.
“Looks like beginner’s luck,” he growled.
“Or maybe some of us just know how to play,” I said, my smile widening as the realization dawned on Edison. “Surprised to see me?”
Edison went pale, finally understanding who I was. “Billy? What’s this about?”
“It’s about Serena. Leave her alone, and we’re square,” I said firmly, making it clear he had no options. “Or,” I added with a cold edge, “you can settle the debt right now. In cash. And let’s just say, I have some… unconventional ways of collecting.”
“Fine, I’ll stay away from her,” he muttered, clearly defeated.
I left the casino feeling like I had won, but something didn’t sit right. Edison gave in too easily, and deep down, I knew this wasn’t the last of it with Serena.
Fury surged through me as I listened to Serena’s voicemail yet again. Why wasn’t she answering my calls? In desperation, I called her friend Sarah, who cheerfully dropped a bombshell: “Oh, didn’t you hear? Serena’s engagement party with Edison is tonight. You should come, Mr. Thompson. It’s at The Grand Springs, starts at eight.”
“Engagement party? With Edison?” I was stunned.
“Yes! Didn’t Serena tell you?” Sarah replied, unaware of my shock.
I headed straight to The Grand Springs, my mind racing. When I arrived, the sight of Serena glowing with happiness beside Edison, who charmed the guests with ease, made my heart sink. My anger hit a boiling point as I approached Edison.
“We need to talk. Now,” I demanded, pulling him aside.
“Now? During the party?” Edison smirked, trying to brush me off. But I wasn’t in the mood for games. Grabbing his arm, I dragged him into a quiet bathroom, ready to confront him once and for all.
“You think you can just waltz in and take my daughter’s life?” I spat, pressing Edison against the wall, fury coursing through me.
“She loves me. And your dirty little secrets? They could destroy you,” Edison shot back with a sly grin, clearly aware of something about my past that could hurt me.
“But you’re not going to get her. Not on my watch!” I snapped, though the mention of my past mistakes left me rattled inside.
Edison, unfazed, straightened himself. “Two minutes, Thompson. Then I call security,” he warned, his voice dripping with arrogance. “You really think you can stop this, Daddykins? She loves me. She wants me. And if you even try something—if she sees a scratch on me—she’ll turn her back on you forever. Is that what you want, Thompson? To be completely abandoned by your sweet daughter?”
I stood there, torn. As much as I hated Edison, I knew he was right. Serena was already drifting away, and if I pushed her further, I might lose her forever.
Defeated and heartbroken, I ended up sitting outside, the bright city lights mocking my failure to save Serena from Edison’s lies. I buried my face in my hands, feeling utterly helpless.
As I sat there, lost in my own despair, a soft cough interrupted my thoughts. Looking up, I saw a woman standing nearby. She had tall, graceful posture, and her gray hair shimmered gently under the faint streetlight. Her expression was kind, but serious.
“You’re Mr. Thompson, right?” she asked quietly.
I blinked, recognizing her. “Annie? Edison’s sister?” I said, surprised.
She gave a small, knowing smile. “Yes. We’ve met before, back at Edison’s when you tried to protect your daughter,” she reminded me.
Without hesitating, I poured out the whole mess—how Edison was tricking Serena, manipulating her, and now had her on the brink of marrying him. “You know what he’s doing, don’t you?” I asked, my voice filled with desperation.
Annie nodded solemnly. “Yes. I’m aware.”
Annie clenched her fists, her anger toward Edison clear. “That conniving weasel,” she finally spat. “He’s wasted everything—our inheritance, my savings from years of performing… all gone to feed his gambling addiction.”
“We could stop him,” I said, sensing she might be open to helping me.
Annie raised an eyebrow, curious. “What do you have in mind?”
I laid out my plan, hoping to convince her. I even offered her some money to get things moving. “Consider this a start,” I said, handing her the cash.
She looked at the money for a moment and then nodded. “I’m listening,” she said, her interest piqued.
We decided to move forward with the plan at the wedding. Annie blended in, pretending to be just another guest. The ceremony went smoothly until the crucial moment arrived—Edison was about to slip the ring onto Serena’s finger.
Suddenly, a young woman stood up from the crowd and shouted, “He’s a liar!”
As more people stood up, one by one, sharing their stories about Edison’s deceit, the atmosphere in the room shifted. Edison tried to keep his cool, but panic flashed across his face. “No, they’re lying! I don’t even know them,” he stammered, but the cracks in his facade were showing. Everyone was beginning to see who he truly was.
Our plan was working. What was supposed to be a wedding turned into a public unmasking of Edison’s evil deeds. His lies were exposed, leaving no place for him to hide.
In a moment of heavy tension, an older woman approached Serena. “Don’t fall for his tricks, dear. He’s nothing but trouble. Get away from him while you can! I’ve been a victim, too,” she said with conviction, her voice filled with the pain of past betrayal.
Watching through a video call, I saw the realization dawn on Serena’s face. Her world crumbled before her eyes. In a moment of heartbreak and clarity, she yanked off her wedding ring and threw it to the ground. Her dream of happiness shattered, but she had finally seen the truth.
The plan I had put together with Annie and her group of actors had worked perfectly. Exposing Edison’s true nature in front of everyone was the only way to save Serena from making a terrible mistake. She ran out of the church, heartbroken and overwhelmed, but it was the wake-up call she needed.
Things took an even more serious turn when the police arrived to arrest Edison. It was clear his time was up, and he would finally face the consequences for his lies and scams. Though getting Annie’s help had cost me a lot, the sight of my daughter free from Edison’s grip made every sacrifice worth it.
Later, when I met Serena at her place, it was an emotional moment. Tears filled her eyes as she apologized. “Dad, I’m so sorry. I should’ve listened to you,” she said, her voice breaking.
I hugged her tightly and handed her a plane ticket to Boston. “It’s time to start over, to chase your dream,” I said gently, reminding her of her passion for fashion design. It was the fresh start she needed, and I was grateful she was ready to move forward.
Serena looked at me with gratitude and hope in her eyes. “Thanks, Dad. I love you,” she said softly, and in that moment, I knew we were going to be okay.
This whole ordeal had reminded me how crucial it is to be present for our children, no matter what. I realized that if I had been more involved in Serena’s life, she might never have fallen for someone like Edison. The experience taught me a huge lesson about family, love, and responsibility.
From that day forward, I promised myself to make Serena my priority. We only get one chance to protect and guide our children, and I wasn’t going to let anything come between us again.
Rich Man Falls in Love with Homeless Girl He Sees on the Street and Rushes to Find Her — Story of the Day
He saw a girl begging on the sidewalk and somehow couldn’t get her face out of his mind. He had to know her story.
Wealthy businessman Roger Landers was often annoyed by the sight of the homeless begging on the street outside his office building. There seemed to be more and more of them each year, he reflected.
As he passed a young woman huddled against a wall, a kindly soul dropped a coin in her cup. The woman looked up and smiled at her benefactor and that smile pierced Roger to the heart. In one second, that huddled anonymous annoyance became a lovely radiant woman.
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Roger walked into the building and that moment when the girl’s face was transformed by her smile replayed over and over in his mind. He found himself wondering who she was, what had driven her to live in the pitiless streets of L.A.?
For the rest of the week, Roger found himself almost obsessed by the young homeless woman. He watched her surreptitiously, and once when he dropped a coin in her cup, watched that miraculous transformation at close quarters.
Love can sometimes lurk in the most unexpected places.
He found himself thinking about her, inventing stories about her, little fantasies in which he discovered she was really a reporter writing about homelessness at close hand, or a deeply committed actress preparing for a role…
Finally, on Friday afternoon, after he wrapped his work for the day and dismissed his employees, Roger did what he’d been longing to do all week. He walked up to the girl sitting on the sidewalk and talked to her.
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“Hi,” he said awkwardly. “Would it be okay if I bought you a cup of coffee? You look really cold.” The girl lifted up her face and smiled at him.
“Thank you,” she said sweetly. “I’d like that.” Roger was struck by her low educated voice and her grace as she got to her feet. She was tiny, he realized, a petite 5′ 3″ next to his towering 6′ 2″.
He walked her to a nearby coffee shop and ordered her hot food to go with her coffee. Once again Roger was surprised by her delicate gestures, her manners. This was an educated girl. How had she ended up on the streets?
When Roger saw color flood back into the girl’s face after she finished her hot soup, her grilled sandwich, and her coffee, he asked her exactly that. “How did this happen to you? Living on the streets?”
The girl looked him straight in the eye. A wry smile twisted her lips. “I was stupid, and trusting,” she said. “It’s not an original story. I was in love with this boy in my hometown — Idaho — if you can believe it.
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“My parents disapproved of him, which only made him even more romantic and attractive to me… To cut a long story short, he convinced me to withdraw my college funds and run away with him to L.A. He was going to be a movie star, and I’d be a screenwriter…”
Roger shook his head sadly. “A lot of people come out here every year, less than a handful make it!” he commented.
“Well, I’ll never know.” A tinge of bitterness colored the girl’s voice. “The first night in L.A., we booked into a motel. When I woke up in the morning Kevin was gone, so was my money and everything I had.”
Roger gasped. “Did you go to the police? Call your family?” The girl was shaking her head, tears in her eyes.
“I was too ashamed. I made a deal with the motel manager. She let me sleep in the storeroom and I cleaned the rooms. Some of the guests gave me tips, and I managed to eat. But then her husband started trying…” The girl shook her head. “You know how it is. I left the motel and ended up here, on the streets.”
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“What’s your name?” Roger asked gently.
“Emma,” the girl said with one of those radiant smiles. “Emma Sinclair from Preston, Idaho!”
“Well, Emma Sinclair from Preston, Idaho,” Roger smiled back. “I’m Roger Landers from Los Angeles, California, and I’m sending you home.”
Roger took Emma into a nearby mall and he bought her several outfits and a suitcase. He waited at the food court while she changed and came out of the restroom transformed.
He drove her to the bus station and bought her a bus ticket home. He tucked a $100 bill in her hand. “Listen,” he said. “Don’t let any more charming rascals talk you into coming to L.A., OK?”
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Emma was crying and smiling through her tears. She reached up and gave Roger a hug. “Thank you, thank you, and God bless you!”
Roger watched her board the bus with a sinking feeling in his heart. Why did he feel that this was a mistake? He wanted to run after that bus, beg Emma to stay… What was happening to him?
That night, Roger realized that the petite waif with the glowing smile had stolen his heart. “If I let her go, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life!” he told himself. “She’s special, and I love her.”
Two days later, Roger was driving into Preston, Idaho. He stopped at the police station and asked where he could find Emma Sinclair. “Emma?” asked one of the deputies suspiciously. “What do you want with Emma?”
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Roger blushed. “Well, you see, I met her in LA, and I wanted to see if she was alright…”
The deputy looked him up and down. “You can find Emma at her mom’s laundromat, two doors down. I’m coming with you. I don’t want any more trouble for Emma!”
Roger’s heart was beating fast as he walked into the laundromat and saw Emma. She looked up and her face lit up. At that moment, Roger knew she had been feeling the same way: they belonged together!
So just three weeks after she returned home, Emma headed back to LA once again, but this time she was with a man who loved and cherished her. By the end of the year, Roger and Emma were married, and she became involved in a program to help runaways find their way home.
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What can we learn from this story?
- Helping others can be a transformative experience. Roger helped Emma, and in the process, he found his own way to life-long happiness.
- Love can sometimes lurk in the most unexpected places. Roger found love with a homeless waif when everyone expected him to marry a socialite.
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