“And Richard funded it?”
“He liquidated nearly everything he personally controlled.”
“How much?”
Thomas hesitated.
“Just over one hundred forty-six million dollars.”
I laughed because the number was too large to feel real.
“He gave away a hundred forty-six million dollars?”
“He returned it.”
The correction landed differently.
I looked at the letter.
Richard had written one final paragraph on that page.
You once asked why I refused to let people call my philanthropy generous.
Now you know.
Returning stolen money is not generosity.
It is accounting.
For the next hour, I barely spoke.
Thomas explained the structure.
Richard had spent nearly twelve years untangling old accounts.
Some records were destroyed.
Others were hidden in subsidiaries.
