Chapter 60 You're the First

"Mr. Blackwood, you really..." "Just do as I say," Rowan Blackwood interrupted. "I've already instructed Sarah—treat her as you would Mrs. Blackwood." His voice was sharp. Sarah, confused, asked, "Mr. Blackwood, who exactly is she? Even if you're remarrying, how can you disregard everything that belonged to the late Mrs. Blackwood?" Rowan massaged his temples and sighed. "Pack all her belongings into storage. Find a dry place and keep them safe." "Mr. Blackwood..." Sarah couldn't bear to see him endure this. When had Rowan Blackwood, once the golden son of privilege, ever bent for a woman? Even when Marielle Duvall adored him so deeply, she never broke his proud spirit. What made this Marla so extraordinary? Sarah's eyes welled with tears—she ached for him. Rowan's bond with Sarah was nothing like the one with Mrs. Teresa Blackwood. After giving birth to him, his father died, and the vast Horizon Corp fell to Mrs. Teresa Blackwood's shoulders. At the time, she was buried in corporate s