“What are you doing here? No one invited you to come to the party, you don’t belong here!” A woman stared with displeasure at a man who had just entered the living room of a luxurious villa filled with several people enjoying a festive meal. It was the birthday party of the patriarch of the wealthy Goldmeyer family, one of the most influential families in the city. The woman approached the man, who was now staring at her with furrowed brows.“I’m also part of this family.” The man, who was wearing a pale blue shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, made an excuse for coming to this party. He was the son-in-law of the Goldmeyer family. “Oh, come on, Aaron, realize you’re just a burden on this family. You’re a man who has nothing to be proud of, you don’t belong here!” The woman’s loud voice attracted the attention of several people who were originally enjoying the party atmosphere and dishes. Some people were whispering to each other. “Do you know who that man is? Is he a me

The elegant old lady put down her empty wine glass, stood up from her seat, and looked at her butler with a severe and sharp gaze. “Bring back my grandson immediately at any cost. Prepare all the escorts you need to bring him back to this house.” The woman’s order went unchallenged; just before she left, a young woman approached her and handed her a cell phone because a business colleague had called to discuss business matters. “One more thing, bring back my grandson alive, not otherwise.” The older woman added the crucial details of her order to the butler, who obediently complied. For the woman, her grandson’s whereabouts, were successfully discovered at the moment, which was encouraging news. She wanted the effort in bringing her grandson back home to this house to go smoothly.The butler looked at his great mistress with a thoughtful gaze. He wanted to convey in detail the situation he had gotten about the true heir of this extraordinary family. Still, the lady had ordered to br

“What’s all the commotion about?” Mr Langdon was puzzled by the situation of the two people who looked unhappy with Aaron’s presence. “Oh, Mr. Langdon, it’s good to see you arrived here so quickly. This man doesn’t deserve to be in this place, even if he came because of someone else’s order he will definitely cheat that person after taking the money.” Deborah said her accusations and insults towards Aaron. Deborah- Marylin’s sister, always treated people she considered inferior to her lowly. Still, she was very good at being nice to people with higher status than her. “Mr. Blake is a VIP guest of this place and I am not happy with your treatment and what you said about Mr. Blake just now.” Mr. Langdon stared at Deborah with a sharp gaze, and his words made Deborah startle and swallow dryly. Mr. Langdon was the one who knew this place best, and Deborah felt that she had insulted him. On the other hand, Deborah didn’t believe what Mr. Langdon was saying. She knew who Aaron was, her s

His memories of his natural life were regained, and he realized that he had been the missing family member after the accident. He is the heir to a multi-billion dollar family – the Reinhard family, whose influence spanned the entire country. Blake was still where he was sitting at the moment, replaying all of his newly acquired lost memories. The accident in front of the mansion bothered him the most. "Mr. Blake, are you alright?” Doctor Richard asked again when he saw that Blake was silent and his gaze was glued to the ceiling of his room. “Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for helping me regain my lost memories.” Blake said that without turning to Doctor Richard. The doctor smiled, and Blake took a deep breath, closing his eyes. He also tried to calm his mind, which had been shocked by the impact of his memories of the accident, which came like a wave. After calming down, Blake opened his eyes, slowly moved from his current position, and sat with both feet on the side of the lounge chai

Blake had just come out of his room and closed the door when the butler met him. The man saluted by bowing his head before Blake, saying, “Madam is waiting for you to have breakfast with her at the golf course.” Blake looked fresh and striking with his casual appearance. His aura of a dominant, calm, and wealthy adult man began to shine through as he realized that his real life was not a man to be humiliated. The man rushed to meet his grandmother at the golf course. Blake saw the older woman ready to hit the golf ball with her club. Blake sat in one of the empty chairs in front of the round table that served breakfast. A female server poured orange juice into Blake’s glass, and he drank it and turned his attention to his grandmother, who was hitting the golf ball hard and well enough that it soared high and far. “Oh, no, that was close.” Madam Elena complained and was a little disappointed with her shot. She turned to Blake. “Do you want to try it, Son? Come on, you used to be a