Millionaire’s Heartbreak: Discovers Daughter and Grandkids Living in a Car for Years

After her husband passes away, a woman who was ejected from her wealthy father’s home at the age of sixteen for sleeping with a poor man finds herself and her four children living on the streets.

When Steve Walton’s butler informed him that Pastor Morris was expecting him, he was anything but happy. After a lengthy flight from Singapore, he was exhausted and not in the mood for the man’s sermons or appeals for help for the town.

He gestured impatiently at the pastor as he was shown in. He yelled, “Get on with it, man!” “What is it that you want this time?”

The pastor whispered, “Mr. Walton, I saw Susan,” and Steve’s heart almost stopped. Almost fifteen years prior, their only daughter had fled his home and was never seen again.

“Susan?” Steve let out a worried cry. “Where? When? “How is she doing?”

“I was in Los Angeles, helping out a friend who has a mission among the homeless and that’s where I saw her,” the pastor added.

“She gave her time freely? Steve asked, “Did you tell her I’ve been looking for her?”

“No,” Pastor Morris replied softly. “Mr. Walton, she wasn’t volunteering. She is without a place to live. She resides in a car with her kids.”

Steve felt so lightheaded that he had to take a seat. “Being without a home? Me, Susan? Kids?” he said.

“I’m afraid so,” the minister remarked. “And she wouldn’t even listen to me when I told her to come home.”

“But why?” a furious Steve questioned. “She’s not with that loser anymore, is she?”

The preacher said, “Her husband passed away three years ago, Mr. Walton.” “And she told me she wouldn’t bring her children into a house where their father is despised.”

Steve Walton experienced that same, well-known surge of anger coursing through him. Susan was still opposing him fifteen years later! He recalled the situation in his study, with Susan’s composed gaze meeting his while he vented.

He’d cried out, “Pregnant at sixteen, and by the GARDNER!” “All right, that will be taken care of, and he gets fired! That man will never cross your path again.”

Susan had responded, “THAT is my baby, daddy,” in a shaky voice. “And the man I adore is HE. I intend to wed him.

“You marry that man and you’re on your own, Susan, do you hear?” Steve gave a ferocious shout. “No more funds—none at all! “Get out of my house and marry him!”

Tears had filled Susan’s eyes as she glanced at him. Her words, “I love you, daddy,” had been spoken. After that, she turned back and left. No one had been able to track her down, even after Steve had assigned investigators to find her.

He asked Pastor Morris, “How many children?”

“Four,” declared the preacher. “A guy, three girls. lovely kids.”

Steve grabbed his phone and spewed out commands to have his plane ready. “Pastor, would you come with me to Los Angeles, take me to my little girl?” Quietly, he questioned.

The pastor gave a nod, and in only two hours, the two men were flying southward in Steve’s private plane. The priest led them to a parking lot outside a sizable mall, where a limo was waiting for them.

A pickup truck with a tent erected at the rear was parked at the farthest end of the lot. Pastor Morris had informed Steve that the bank had foreclosed on the mortgage after the insurance company refused to pay out following Susan’s husband’s death in a work-related accident.

Susan had packed the kids and their meager possessions into the outdated truck. She was a cleaner at the mall. At the end of the night, she and the kids bought whatever was left over from the eateries and made advantage of the mall’s amenities.

Nevertheless, she had maintained the four kids’ schooling, hygiene, and food. The two men heard laughter and happy voices as they got closer to the truck. Then two kids fell out of the rear.

Teasing a boy of approximately seven years old, the largest female, who was about fourteen, burst out laughing. The kids came to a halt and stared in shock at Steve and Pastor Morris. “Mom!” exclaimed the girl. “That old preacher friend of yours is here!”

“Preacher Morris?” a familiar voice from inside the tent questioned. Subsequently, Susan ascended out, and Steve observed the astonishment on her countenance upon witnessing him standing beside the pastor.

“Daddy?” she questioned, tears welling up in her eyes.

Steve looked shocked. Although his daughter was just thirty-one, her appearance belied her age. Her hands were rough from labor, and her face was tired and creased with sorrow.

“Susan,” sobbed Steve. “Observe yourself! See what HE done to my little princess! I had such high hopes for you! And you wedded that incompetent! What could you get from him? Indigence?”

“He loved me, Daddy, and he gave me 4 beautiful children,” Susan shook her head. I’ve done everything I can for my kids, but I had nowhere to go once Daddy passed away. Just like I’ve always loved you, Daddy, I will always adore the father of my children.”

Steve noticed that tears were streaming down his cheeks. “Susan, please forgive me,” he cried. “Pardon me, please. Please come home with me; I want you all to. Allow me to assist you in looking after the kids.”

Steve realized things would work out when he found himself comforting his sobbing daughter. Susan touched the boy’s shoulder after introducing him to his three granddaughters. “And this is little Stevie,” she grinned.

“You named him after me?” Shocked, Steve inquired. “After what I did?”

She whispered, “Daddy, I love you.” “Don’t you know that?”

They all took a plane back to Texas that afternoon. It was the start of a more prosperous life for everyone of them.

What lessons may we draw from this tale?

Unconditionally love and embrace your children. After losing his daughter, Steve was enraged at Susan for falling in love with a destitute man and committing the greatest error of his life.

People shouldn’t be evaluated based on their riches or power. Although Steve detested his son-in-law for being impoverished, he was a devoted father and a loving husband to Susan.

Talk about this tale with your companions. It could motivate them and make their day better.