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[25 years ago] Helena looked out the carriage window. In her arms, a small baby was fast asleep. A few minutes ago, she passed through the capital's gates, returning after several years of deciding to get away from this stifling place. But she was back. In front of the towering Goldlane residence, Helena got off her horse carriage. No one helped her, no one welcomed her. As she climbed the stairs to the door, suddenly the door opened. A middle-aged man looked at her hatefully and shouted, “How dare you come back here, you witch!” Helena ignored him. The middle-aged man was a butler of the Goldlane family from a family who had served the Goldlane family for generations. He also helped her parents to raise her under their control and torment. He and the servants standing with frowning