My son’s fiancée cut my hair in the garden and mocked me—unaware my billionaire son had just returned home early and seen everything.

his word.

Chapter 5: The Silver Pixie

Six months later, the contrast between both lives was absolute, as if reality had corrected itself.

Serena Vance no longer wore designer gowns or walked red carpets. She sat in a cold, heavily secured courtroom wearing a standard orange jumpsuit. Her once-perfect hair was unkempt and continue reading …