Chapter 150

Memories of her childhood in that estate flooded her mind—the laughter, the warmth, the sense of belonging. She could still picture her father's study, the grand dining room where they had celebrated so many occasions, and the sprawling gardens where she had played as a child. The thought of losing it all to a stranger was unbearable. "I can't let them take the estate. It's more than just a property to me. It's my home, my memories, my father's legacy," she said, her voice trembling with emotion.