A Glance at the Millionaire’s Ring Changed Everything

In rainy San Miguel de Allende, Diego Salazar, a wealthy businessman haunted by the loss of Ximena, spotted a barefoot girl selling bread. On her hand was a silver ring with a pale blue topaz—one he had made for Ximena years ago. Her name: Cecilia.

He bought the bread, offered help, and quietly began searching for her. Days later, he found Ximena, frail but alive, and learned Cecilia was their daughter.

Over time, Ximena recovered, Cecilia thrived, and the family finally reunited. For the first time in years, Diego felt whole.

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