Sadie wore a bright yellow coat and clutched a worn stuffed rabbit, her dark curls bouncing as she looked around at the tall buildings.

“Mommy, why did that lady bring you so many pretty flowers?”

Rachel’s cheeks turned bright red as she squeezed her daughter’s little hand.

“Rachel, take Sadie back upstairs to the executive lounge right now,” Russell said without looking back.

“No, Russell, I am not going back upstairs,” Rachel spoke up, her voice trembling slightly but surprisingly firm.

“I am coming with you to your family estate, because I am tired of people talking about my daughter and me as if we were invisible.”

Russell looked taken aback by her sudden defiance, but he didn’t have time to argue.