Richard Hale believed he had already lost his daughter. Everyone did. The doctors delivered their verdict beneath the crystal chandeliers of his mansion—three months, at most. Emily, his only child, was fading by the day, her breathing shallow, her cries barely audible. The billionaire who ruled markets and governments now sat powerless beside a crib, watching the one thing money could not save slip away.
During a violent storm one night, Grace, the housemaid, heard a sound that chilled her blood—a cry so faint it barely sounded human. She rushed into Emily’s room and saw the child trembling, her skin cold, her breath uneven. Richard sat nearby, hollow-eyed and broken. When Grace offered tea, he whispered, “Tea won’t save my daughter.” In that moment, Grace understood the terrible truth: the richest man in the country was helpless.....
