The Price of a Stolen Crown: How a Billionaire’s Sudden Return Unmasked the Cruelty Inside His Own Castle

suit or his silk tie from London. He wore an ordinary navy work jacket, a pair of dark jeans, and his boots were unpolished, still carrying the faint white crust of the bleach water from the foyer of his manor. Walking directly beside him, her hand locked firmly into his grip, was Maya. She wore a simple, clean wool sweater, her hair combed into a continue reading …