Chapter 7: A Man

That morning, sunlight slipped through the gaps of the thick curtains in the Langford residence.

Sarah stood in front of the large oak door, her hand hovering hesitantly over the brass knocker.

It had been six years since she last set foot here.

Six years since her family threw her out for marrying Ronan Vexler, a “common man” in their eyes, even though he was a billionaire.

For the Langford family, noble blood was everything, and money without a title was nothing but cheap arrogance.

Sarah finally knocked. The sound echoed through the grand house, a place that once felt like home but now felt like a fortress that judged her.

She had spent the night in a cheap motel on the edge of town, simply because she needed air, needed space to breathe. But the later it got, the stronger the urge grew to visit her family, not to apologize, but to remind herself who she was before Ronan destroyed her.

The door opened.

A butler she did not recognize stared at her with wide eyes. "Miss… Langford?"

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