Hunter sat in the lawyer’s office, staring down at the divorce papers in his hands. His heart felt heavy as he read through the details of the dissolution of his marriage. He couldn’t believe that just three months into their union, it was already coming to an end. He thought back to the day he first met Ava. She was beautiful, charming, and seemed to be everything he had ever wanted in a partner. They fell in love quickly, and before he knew it, they were exchanging vows in the court, despite her family’s disapproval. But now, everything seemed like a distant memory. The love that once burned brightly between them had fizzled out, leaving only ashes in its wake. And to make matters worse, Hunter had discovered that Ava had been cheating on him with a lover she claimed to have been with long before they met. As he signed the papers, Hunter couldn’t help but feel a sense of betrayal wash over him. He had put his trust in Ava, believed in the love they shared, only to have it s

Over the next few days, Hunter settled back into his old routine. The familiarity of his childhood home brought a sense of peace, even as he grappled with the heartbreak. His mother’s unwavering support was a constant source of strength. One evening, as they sat on the porch watching the sunset, his mother spoke again. “Hunter, remember that life is full of unexpected turns. This might feel like an ending, but it’s also a beginning. You have the chance to start fresh, to find happiness on your own terms.” Hunter watched the sun dip below the horizon, the sky ablaze with colour. For the first time in weeks, he felt a glimmer of hope. His mother’s words resonated deeply, and he realized that despite the pain, he had the opportunity to rebuild his life. “You’re right, Mom,” he said softly. “This is just the beginning.” As the stars emerged in the night sky, Hunter felt a sense of calm settle over him. The road ahead was uncertain, but he was ready to face it, stronger and wis

Just when Hunter thought that life was starting to look up for him, a ghost from his past reappeared, bringing with it a whirlwind of emotions. One crisp morning, while preparing for another busy day at Lee Corporations, Hunter spotted her—Ava. She was sitting in a client meeting with senior managers, her presence commanding the room. Her polished demeanor, the way she confidently interacted with the executives, it all felt surreal. Hunter’s heart sank as memories of their tumultuous relationship and pending divorce flooded back. He stumbled to his workspace, his thoughts in disarray. The office buzzed with the usual activity, but Hunter felt detached, as if he were watching everything through a foggy window. He tried to focus on his tasks, but his mind kept drifting back to how he met Ava and how everything unraveled. **Flashback** Hunter had just graduated from college and was recruited in a large company. He was fast becoming a recognised employee at the company and the CEO h

Hunter's mother had always warned him to stay away from rich people. "They're a different breed, Hunter. They don't value the same things we do," she'd said. But when Ava walked into his life with her captivating smile and charming demeanor, he couldn't help but fall for her. Now, under six months into their marriage, he was divorced. He could still hear his mother's voice, a mix of concern and resignation, echoing in his mind. Sitting in his cubicle, Hunter tried to focus on his work, but his thoughts kept drifting back to the disaster of his marriage. The meeting had ended minutes ago, but he was still lost in his memories. He watched as Ava exited the conference room, clinging to one of the men there. It was an all-too-familiar sight, one that sent him spiraling back to the day he discovered her betrayal. **Flashback** It was one night, after another exhausting day of job hunting, Hunter trudged home, his mind heavy with the weight of his failures. As he approached the mansion,

Over the next few weeks, James Lee observed Hunter closely. He took note of certain physical qualities and mannerisms that seemed strikingly similar to his son Michael. Hunter had the same piercing onyx-coloured eyes, the same dimpled smile, and even the same habit of tapping his fingers when deep in thought. James found himself increasingly captivated by the young man, convinced that there was something more than mere coincidence at play. James was sure that Michael had only one son, Williams. Michael would have mentioned if there were another child. This strange resemblance gnawed at James’ mind, distracting him during meetings and luring his thoughts back to Hunter time and again. That evening, James returned home, the Grand Lee mansion standing imposingly against the twilight sky. The mansion, despite its size and grandeur, was eerily silent. It had been this way since Michael fell ill seven years ago. James walked past the ornately decorated rooms, each one a testament to t