#Chapter 105: The Black Mother

Ella POV Alexander's family home was nothing like what I had imagined. His apartment was so sleek and high-end that I had expected his family residence to be a sprawling modern mansion equipped with the latest technology. Instead, it was an old manor house—updated, yes—but still radiating a timeless, antiquated charm. The preserved details hinted at a deliberate effort to maintain the family’s ancestral legacy. The solid oak floors, antique furniture, and subtle touches of history spoke volumes. As we stepped inside, I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander, taking in the craftsmanship of the space. A short, middle-aged woman opened the door for us and immediately stepped aside, bowing reverently. “Welcome home, Alpha Black,” she said politely. “There’s no need to be so formal, Hazel,” Alexander replied kindly, a hint of fondness in his tone. He turned to me with a smile. “Ella, this is Hazel. She’s the head maid, though really, she runs the household