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That evening, Richard arrived by taxi at the villa that belonged to Donald. The place was intimidating, but he refused to be intimidated. He walked up to the front door confidently, as if he owned the place, and, when the butler answered, he said, “My name is Richard and I’m here to see Nancy.” The butler frowned and he said, “Nancy is doing well, but I am not permitted to let you in. I am sure that you already knew this!” “I just want to see my child,” Richard said. “Please, just give me five minutes with Nancy; Donald doesn’t need to know. And besides, as the father to her baby, I have a right to see her.” The butler just stared at him and repeated what he’d already said. Richard frowned. He suddenly felt like he had no control over his own life. His wife was an overbearing control f