One by one, sleek black vehicles stopped in silence—like shadows with purpose.

From the first car, a man in a black suit and discreet earpiece stepped out. He scanned the third-floor balcony above, then walked confidently to the door, no hesitation.

Inside, Lidia nearly spilled her tea at the knock. “Who is it?” she asked.

“Good afternoon, Mrs. Lidia. I’m with Mr. Andrei Rădulescu’s security team. Please don’t be alarmed.”

Her heart racing, she opened the door. The man gave her a signal. “Mr. Rădulescu would like to see you. Now.”

“But… I just took him to the hospital.”

“We’re aware, ma’am. That’s why you must come.”

Chilled, Lidia grabbed her coat. The car ride was silent, save for the rain tapping the windows—and the sound of a gun being quietly fastened to the front seatbelt.

They arrived at a massive, gated estate. Inside, Andrei waited, calm and alert.

“You saved me,” he said. “Most would walk past. You didn’t.”

A man brought in a red velvet box—inside were car keys and a bank card.

“A new hybrid taxi. €10,000. And an offer: become my personal driver. Triple pay. Full support for your baby.”

Lidia was speechless. Her heart full. A single act of kindness had changed her life forever.