Vivienne POV

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The limousine door shut behind me, and Liam’s small fingers clung tighter to mine as we stepped into the Langford estate. The house loomed over us like a palace, dripping with wealth, polished to perfection. I refused to let it overwhelm me. I was here for one reason—my son.

The butler’s voice echoed across the marble hall. “Lord Damon will join you shortly.”

I sat down stiffly on the sofa, pulling Liam against me. He curled close, silent, his eyes wide as he ...