The Little Sovereigns

Two years later, the eighty-second-floor penthouse of One Vanderbilt was filled with the pure, infectious music of toddler laughter and the hurried patter of little feet across polished French limestone. The warm, golden sunlight of late September poured through the thirty-foot glass curtain wall, casting long amber beams across the grand double-height living room. In this very room, where multi-billion-dollar sovereign equity mergers and cutthroat corporate acquisitions had once been…