A tragic car accident stripped eight-year-old Arthur of his parents and the use of his legs, leaving the billionaire heir confined to a wheelchair.
Trapped in the sprawling Harrington Manor, he is like a wolf cub with its fangs pulled out—drowning in a swamp of conspiracies and assassinations. He uses violence and spikes of rage to camouflage his shattered pride.
That is, until a tiny figure in a pink lace dress kicks down his heavy mahogany door.