Chapter 79

• They pulled up to Miller Mansion, and Lily's breath caught in her throat. The sprawling estate loomed before them, its grandeur overwhelming. Tall columns framed the entrance, and manicured gardens stretched out like a green carpet, contrasting sharply with the chaos that had brought them here. Lily’s mind raced with questions. Why was Lewis’s mother living in such a place? She had always believed Lewis came from a modest background, raised by a single father. This was a world she had never imagined him being part of.
• “Come on!” Lewis shouted, breaking her reverie as he leaped out of the car. The urgency in his voice snapped her back to the present, and she quickly followed him up the marble steps, her heart pounding in sync with their hurried footsteps.
• Inside, the mansion was as opulent as it appeared from the outside. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting a warm glow over the polished wooden floors. Lavish paintings adorned the walls, and the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and polished wood. But none of that registered with Lily; her focus was solely on Lewis and the crisis unfolding.