When Hunter returned home, his entire gait screamed happiness. His step was lighter, his shoulders less burdened, and an unmistakable smile played on his lips. Charlotte, his mother, couldn’t be happier to see her son in such high spirits. The worry lines that had etched themselves on her face over the past Months began to fade, replaced by a hopeful glow.
“Mom, I got a job!” Hunter exclaimed as soon as he stepped through the door. Charlotte’s eyes widened in joy. “That’s wonderful, Hunter! Tell me everything.” In her excitement, she immediately set about preparing a small but filling feast for them. The aroma of roasted chicken and freshly baked bread soon filled the modest kitchen, mingling with the warm light of the evening sun that streamed through the windows. As they sat down to their celebratory dinner, Charlotte couldn’t help but beam at her son. “So, where will you be working?” Hunter took a bite of his meal before answering. “It’s at Lee Corporations.” Charlotte’s hand paused mid-air, her fork hovering over her plate. “Lee Corporations? That’s... impressive, Hunter.” “Yeah, I couldn’t believe it myself. I met the CEO, James Lee, yesterday. He was the one who offered me the job.” Charlotte’s heart skipped a beat. She forced a smile, trying to hide her shock. “James Lee, you say? The CEO?” Hunter nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, can you believe my luck? He was so kind to me. I can’t wait to start.” Charlotte managed to maintain her composure throughout the rest of the dinner, but her mind was racing. After they finished eating and cleaned up, she excused herself and went to her room. She sat on her bed, deep in thought, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. She couldn’t let Hunter know that the James Lee he talked about was also his grandfather. She had kept Hunter’s father’s identity hidden all these years to prevent any clash between him and the Lee family. But now, fate had brought them together in the most unexpected way. Charlotte sighed, rubbing her temples. She had tried so hard to keep this secret to protect Hunter. His father, she had left his father, Michael Lee, before Hunter was born, and James had never acknowledged her or her son. She had moved away and built a new life for them, far from the shadows of the Lee family. But now, with Hunter working at Lee Corporations, the risk of the truth coming out was high. She couldn’t tell him to forfeit his job because of her fears. Hunter needed this opportunity, and she wouldn’t stand in the way of his success. Charlotte decided to let him work there and let life play out. She could only hope that the past would stay buried, at least for a little while longer. The next few days were a whirlwind for Hunter. He spent his time preparing for his new job, researching the company, and buying new clothes. Charlotte watched him with a mix of pride and apprehension, her heart heavy with secrets. On his first day at Lee Corporations, Hunter felt a mix of nerves and excitement. The building loomed large and imposing as he approached, but he squared his shoulders and walked in with determination. Inside, he was greeted by a sleek, modern interior filled with bustling employees. He was directed to the HR department, where he was given a brief orientation and then shown to his workspace. Hunter’s first task was to assist in a project for a new client. He threw himself into the work, eager to prove himself. His colleagues were welcoming, and he quickly found himself adapting to the fast-paced environment. During lunch, he couldn’t help but think about his encounter with James Lee. The man had been so kind and approachable, not at all what he had expected from a CEO. Hunter wondered if he would see him again. As if in answer to his thoughts, James Lee appeared in the office later that afternoon. He was there for a meeting with some of the senior staff, but he took a moment to greet Hunter. “How’s your first day going, Hunter?” James asked, his eyes twinkling with genuine interest. “It’s going great, Mr. Lee. I’m really enjoying it here,” Hunter replied, standing a little straighter. James nodded approvingly. “I’m glad to hear that. Keep up the good work.” After James left, Hunter couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something familiar about him. He shrugged it off, chalking it up to the man’s charismatic presence. Back at home, Charlotte waited anxiously for Hunter’s return. When he finally walked through the door, she could see the excitement in his eyes. “How was your first day?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. “It was amazing, Mom. I even saw Mr. Lee again. He asked how my day was going,” Hunter said, a note of awe in his voice. Charlotte forced a smile. “That’s great, Hunter. I’m so proud of you.” As the days turned into weeks, Hunter settled into his new role at Lee Corporations. He worked hard, determined to make the most of the opportunity. Meanwhile, Charlotte continued to wrestle with her internal conflict, praying that the past would remain hidden. One evening, Hunter came home with exciting news. “Mom, I’ve been assigned to a special project. I’ll be working directly with Mr. Lee and some of the senior staff.” Charlotte’s heart sank, but she kept her expression neutral. “That’s wonderful, Hunter. I’m sure you’ll do great. Be careful though. they are rich people after all and they could turn their backs on you whenever.” That night, after Hunter had gone to bed, Charlotte sat in her room, her thoughts swirling. She couldn’t shake the feeling that everything was about to change. The secret she had guarded so fiercely was now at the brink of being exposed. She knew she couldn’t protect Hunter forever. The truth had a way of surfacing, no matter how deep it was buried. Charlotte decided that she would have to trust in her son’s strength and resilience. He deserved to know the truth, even if it meant facing the complexities of his heritage. As she turned off the light and lay down to sleep, Charlotte whispered a silent prayer. She hoped that when the time came, Hunter would understand her choices and find it in his heart to forgive her.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 and Ava decided to keep their relationship a secret from her family. They were aware that, despite the favour Hunter received from Mr. Paige, he would never approve of his daughter marrying someone from a lower class. They continued their romance discreetly, stealing moments together outside of work. One night, as they were having dinner at a small, quiet restaurant, Ava looked at Hunter with concern. “Do you ever worry about what might happen if my father finds out?” Hunter sighed, holding her hand. “Of course, I do. But I believe in us, Ava. We’ll find a way to make it work.” That night, Hunter couldn’t sleep. He found himself thinking about the future and the challenges they would face. He decided to seek his mother’s advice. “Mom, can we talk?” Hunter asked, sitting down at the kitchen table where Charlotte was reading. “Of course, Hunter. What’s on your mind?” Charlotte replied, looking up from her book. “It’s about Ava,” Hunter began, his voice hesitan
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,
The bar was dimly lit, the air thick with the smell of stale beer and cigarette smoke. Jake sat across from Hunter, nursing his drink while listening attentively to Hunter’s ramblings. Hunter's words were slurred, and his eyes were bloodshot from a combination of alcohol and pent-up emotions. “You know, Jake,” Hunter began, his voice wavering, “sometimes I wonder how things got so messed up. My ex in-laws... they were a piece of work. Always meddling, always judging. But Ava... she was the worst of them all.” Jake nodded, his expression sympathetic. He had only known Hunter for a short while, and though he had never met Ava or her family, he had heard enough stories to form a clear picture. “Tell me about it,” Jake said, leaning in slightly. Hunter took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. “It’s not just one time. It was everything. They controlled every aspect of our lives. Her parents would criticize me for the smallest things, like the way I dressed or the job I couldn't se
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
Despite hearing from both sides and having both stories sound identical, James couldn’t ignore the gnawing need to be absolutely sure that Hunter’s mother, Charlotte, was indeed the same Charlotte who had been a significant part of Michael’s past. The uncanny resemblance and the name weren’t enough to satisfy his doubt. He needed confirmation, and the only way to get it was to meet Charlotte in person, he decided. One afternoon, after ensuring Hunter was busy at work, James took Hunter’s address from the company’s records. The drive to the modest neighbourhood where Charlotte lived was filled with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. His sleek, expensive car felt out of place as he pulled up to the small, well-kept house with a vibrant front yard garden. Charlotte was tending to her flowers, her hands deftly working the soil. When she noticed the luxury car, a flicker of apprehension crossed her face. She straightened up, wiping her hands on her apron, and watched as James stepped
James had spent the last few days contemplating the best way to break the news to Patricia and Williams about Hunter’s true identity. He knew it would be a shock, especially to Patricia, but he believed it was time for the truth to come out. One evening, he called a family meeting in the living room, his heart heavy with the weight of the revelation. Patricia and Williams sat on the plush couches, curiosity and slight apprehension evident on their faces. James cleared his throat, gathering his thoughts. “Thank you both for coming. There’s something very important I need to tell you,” James began, his voice steady but filled with emotion. Williams leaned forward, his brow furrowed in concern. “What is it, Grandpa?” James took a deep breath. “I recently discovered something about our family, something that changes everything. You both know that Michael had a serious relationship before he married you, Patricia.” Patricia’s expression hardened slightly, but she nodded. “Yes, Ja
Hunter stood outside the courthouse, feeling a mixture of relief and exhaustion. The divorce from Ava had been long and painful, but it was finally over. The sun was high, and the courthouse steps were bustling with people, but all he could think about was moving forward. As he approached the entrance, he saw Ava and her mother waiting. Their faces twisted with anger as they spotted him. “You worthless piece of trash!” Ava’s mother spat, her voice venomous. “You couldn’t even keep a marriage together.” Ava joined in, her words cutting deep. “You’re useless, Hunter. I can’t believe I even considered marrying trash like you.” Hunter took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. He knew engaging with them would only make things worse. “Goodbye, Ava. I hope you find happiness,” he said simply before turning away. Ignoring the continued barrage of insults, Hunter walked to the exit. As he stepped outside, he was taken aback to see a sleek black sedan parked at the curb, a uniformed