A poor single mother accidentally texted a billionaire asking for money for infant formula. And that’s how it all began.
Leah Anderson sat in the small, dimly lit kitchen of her shabby apartment, the weight of exhaustion on her shoulders. It was 2:00 a.m., and her baby, Charlie, was crying nonstop in the next room. Leah had been awake for hours trying to comfort him, but the hunger in his cries was unmistakable. She…
