The Billionaire Who Hadn’t Slept in Five Years Finally Closed His Eyes—Then the New Maid Walked Into His Bedroom and Everything Blew Apart The mansion in Bel Air stood like a fortress carved out of wealth, silence, and grief too expensive for ordinary people to imagine. Tall glass walls reflected the city lights. Black marble swallowed footsteps. Every hallway seemed designed to keep emotion at a respectful, profitable distance. And in the center of that beautiful prison, Matthew Calloway sat on the edge of his bed staring at the clock like it had personally declared war on him. Twelve twenty-nine....
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