ตกหลุมรักขอทานตัวพ่อ

She was the jewel of high society. He was the ghost they walked past... Until she knelt in the dust at his feet. The city roared with laughter. The noble houses sneered. He didn’t speak, didn’t move. Just smiled. Within days, their wealth vanished, and their power shattered. Now every street whispers one name in terror: the name of that silent man.