The Millionaire’s Daughter Hadn’t Eaten in Two Weeks, Until the New, Poorest Employee Arrived And… “Just one bite, my darling”... — "NO!" Balmon Manor rose like a mirage of glass and marble on the city’s most exclusive hill: terraces suspended over a Japanese garden, floor-to-ceiling windows returning the afternoon sun in shimmering flashes, minimalist sculptures aligned with surgical precision. From there, the financial district seemed a compliant game board. Yet, on the third floor—the one wit