A billionaire lined up models so his daughter could choose a “new mom.” She pointed at the maid instead.

Afternoon light shattered into gold across the Langford manor—crystal chandeliers tossing brightness over marble in a way that made everything look more expensive, more untouchable. White-gloved servers drifted through a hush …

A billionaire lined up models so his daughter could choose a “new mom.” She pointed at the maid instead. Read More