Arthur had spent decades tending the gardens of the grand estate, his hands shaping the earth with care. When Jared, the kind-hearted owner, passed away, everything changed. Jared’s son, Stuart, returned—a man who carried none of his father’s warmth. From the moment he arrived, he treated the staff with disdain, especially Arthur, who had once been more than just an employee to Jared.
Stuart’s reckless behavior turned the peaceful estate into chaos. His wild parties left the gardens trampled, and his temper made life unbearable for the staff. Arthur endured it all, knowing he couldn’t afford to lose his job—not with Eli, his orphaned grandson, depending on him. But when Stuart falsely accused Eli of damaging his car and fired Arthur in a fit of rage, the old gardener felt something unexpected: relief.
On his last day, as Arthur dug in the small garden he and Jared had once nurtured together, his fingers struck something buried beneath the soil—a wooden chest. Inside, he found stacks of cash, gold bars, and a note from Jared: “This is for you, my friend.” Tears filled Arthur’s eyes. Even in death, Jared had looked after him.
Arthur left the estate without a word to Stuart. With Jared’s gift, he secured a future for Eli. Years later, he heard Stuart had lost everything—just as Jared must have known he would.
