Beside her sat a three–year–old boy in casual wear, radiating quiet elegance despite his simple clothes.

The little one intently studied a financial newspaper.

On his other side sat Zoe, now in her fifties.

“It’s time. Jacob Ramirez, promise you’ll listen to Grandma Zoe?”

Maureen checked her watch, gently ruffling her son Jacob’s hair.

Jacob obediently closed the newspaper, discreetly covering the page about Geoffrey. “I will,” he stated seriously.

The little one was barely over three, yet acted like a little adult.

Maureen gazed at the child who bore a striking resemblance to Geoffrey, reluctantly hugging him: “Take good care of your brother too.”

Zoe patted her shoulder nearby.

“Go ahead. I’ll look after both little ones.”

Maureen nodded, dragging her luggage onto the flight bound for Karaville.

Inside the plane’s first–class cabin.

Maureen gazed at the clouds outside the window, her mind drifting back four years.

Back then, despairing and heartbroken, she’d sought Gareth’s help to fake her death and leave the country. Abroad, she’d given premature birth to twins.

Everything had gone smoothly until last March, when her younger son Ethan Ramirez–already frail from premature birth–was diagnosed with a malignant clonal disease of hematopoietic stem cells, commonly known as leukemia.

Doctors told Maureen that umbilical cord blood stem cell transplants could treat blood disorders.

For months, she’d tried obtaining Geoffrey’s sperm through intermediaries.

All attempts failed.

With time critical for treatment, Maureen had to return herself to get it!

for little Ethan, she’d never set foot in that place again, nor ever contact

back to help deal with Geof- frey and teach that bitch Andrea

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had pursued further studies abroad while Maureen

ago, they’d coincidentally reunited in Country

Maureen felt warmth spread

Karaville.

Summer brought relentless downpours.

the evening, her eyes dazed as she gazed at the familiar yet unfamiliar

Lincoln pulled

opened the

Maureen nodded. “Thank you.”

offered a warm smile. “No need for formalities. You’re a friend

arranged accommodations for you in

“Mr. Burke” he

help four years ago, she’d never have

thrived, his connections spanning both sides of the law–without which

the car, Maureen watched

largely unchanged after four years, save for Andrea posters plastered

had seen Andrea’s meteoric rise–not just as a singer, but as

striking eyes

An hour later.

inside a villa area called “Beverly

very quiet, and even at night,

contacted Zoe and the others to

“Zoe, where’s Jacob?”

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Jacob and found it a bit

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