The Woodford estate had always felt less like a home…and more like a kingdom. A cold and untouchable kingdom built to remind anyone who stepped inside exactly how small they were.When Jayla stepped out of the car on that fateful evening of the dinner, her eyes lifted to the towering structure before her, where every window was glowing with warm golden lights. But there was nothing welcoming about it…There never had been.Beside her, her father adjusted his suit nervously, smoothing out invisible creases as if that alone could prepare him for whatever awaited them inside.“Remember,” he murmured under his breath, “we’re here to talk, not to…”“To be humiliated?” Jayla asked coldly, not even bothering to look at him.He sighed. “Jayla…”But she was already walking ahead.The doors opened before she could reach them, and the staff greeted them with polite, rehearsed smiles. Everything was pristine, controlled, and perfect as always, just like the people who owned it.They were led into
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