A successful family was built in this luxurious manor. Together living in this mansion are the butler, the servant, the maid, the driver, the gardener, the chef and the security.

An expensive car approaching the manor, the servant is in their position as the butler approaches the car with a smile.

The butler bowed exactly as the car stopped in front of him. A dashing man gently got out of the car and slammed the door. The butler greeted the man.

"Welcome home, Sir". The butler escorts him. "Master Harley is out for a while and Madame is in the living room with a guest. Surely she wants me to say this to you, Sir".

This dashing man is Jake Harley. An awkward situation, knowing his mother is up to something that will threaten his life forever. He turned to the butler.

"I just arrived and you are telling me this. Who?"

Jake lived in his own apartment, the same renovation apartment when he was sixteen. When the family reaches their successful goals in life, his father finds this luxury manor away from the city and they live in this manor until Jake is in his twenties.

At the age of twenty, Jake lived on his own. College, university, job and being a successfully dashing man in New York City. And he met Belle after long years they hadn't contacting each other.

A woman he intended to marry long ago. "It's, Miss Thompson, sir". Jake grit his teeth.

"Didn't she have a house! Doesn't she feel ashamed for coming here". He shook head. "How long has she been here?"

The butler looked at the time, "Almost two hours, Sir, they are waiting for you. Madame did ask the chef to cook your favorite food and make you stay. Did you buy me cranberry jam?"

Jake nod yes pointing at his car. "I will get that later". Said the butler.

"So, they've been waiting for me huh? All right. I will show her who is the boss here".

Jake steps inside the house to the living room where he sees the older, Katherine and a young woman like his age, Miss JJ Thompson.

Sighing, he stood. "I'm here, mother, can I help you?" Katherine smiles, asking Jake to sit across from her which he did.

She spoke. "You know, JJ Thompson? Her family is the founders of the charity auction".

"No".

Katherine blink. "Well, her parents are. She's been waiting for you, why don't you say hello".

"For what?" His eyes to his mother, Katherine. "She doesn't need my 'Hello' on hers. Don't you have anything better to do with your life beside this place, JJ".

Her face red, he spoke again. "Or your charity auctions are so boring to intend".

"Jake! Don't be so rude. She came here and wanted to see you. Of course she had better things to do with her life that included you in her list. Don't blame her because I am the one who called her because my instinct knows that my son will come home today".

Smiling, "And here you are. Say something nice, soon you two will be engaged".

"Mom, ENOUGH!" He barked. "I am not a sixteen year old boy that you can control my life. I never said about being engaged but you are. If I want to be engaged doesn't mean 'Her'.

He points at Miss JJ Thompson. Her eyes lowered down on her laps back again. She feels embarrassed of herself.

Actually, Jake and JJ Thompson have known each other since age five. He considered JJ like his own sister, not more than that. He will not share his heart to her but for Belle. Yes.

"Belle is the one I want to share my life with. I found my love when I was sixteen".

Katherine eyeing JJ Thompson then back to him. "Belle is long gone, Jake, where is she now anyway".

"You are the reason she is gone, mother you are the reason you forbid me looking for her because of our family dignity, the name, a reputation and I had to abandon her while she was suffering with the man she never loved!"

He breathed, spoke back. "You think I forgot about Belle, don't you, mother? Well, I don't. I never was. She is my true love until everything changes. I have loved her even now. You can't force me to forget about my Belle".

"Mrs. Harley, what is he talking about, Belle?" ask JJ Thompson. She had courage to speak to Jake. "Who is she, Jake, why is she more important to you than me!"

He sighs harder, "You wanna know why, Belle is more important than you? Because I love her and I will never love you, JJ".

"But you did say.."

"As a sister! Yes. I do love you as my sister, not a lover, grown up will ya!"

She cried, and studied her laps again. Katherine helped out the situation.

"Now. Now, Jake, don't be such an angry person because I say so about the engagement. It was a suggestion. I want to see my son happy".

"I am happy, mother of course I was. All these years I've been a good listener to you and dad. My twenty seven year old self needs to make my own decision. Like I say if I want to get engaged I will but not with JJ".

"Will you stop talking about Belle as your life partner, Jake?".

"I am. I will. She's alive out there. I found her. Well, actually we both found each other".

Laughing. "She is as beautiful as ever I know, she is safe. She is here in New York proudly. I want her back in my arm".

Jake said with excitement holding his mother's hand. JJ Thompson stares at him unbelievable, he kneels in front of Katherine with a smile that his own mother wouldn't believe that he is smiling right now.

After all this year. 'Belle' is the reason his face will cheer up again.

"She is alive, mother. I just met her. There is a long story I should talk about with you. Alone".

His eyes to JJ Thompson. "I need to speak with my mother alone. As for you, go home".

"But?"

Katherine spoke, "I call you, JJ I'm sorry that I asked you to come here. As for my apologies, why not this week we are going shopping".

"Will Jake come?" Ask Miss JJ Thompson.

"Probably. Or not. I don't know, JJ please".

Without arguing more, Miss JJ Thompson rose up from the sofa and walked to the door. The butler escorts her outside.

"You're embarrassing me, Jake!" Katherine grunt. "What should I tell her parents about this?".

"It's not my fault that you invited her here. I will treat her like a princess if you are not mentioning about the engagement".

Snort. "Well, still that wasn't nice of you treating her like that".

He breathed heavily, laid on the sofa. "You know I never had a feeling towards hers. She likes my younger sister. How can you possibly think I would marry her".

"Because hers and ours have known each other since you both were children".

"Well doesn't mean I had to marry her. Look what they had brought you from the charity auction".

He pointed out the corner of the room.

"Such a hideous antique doll with bloody expensive money!"

Katherine rolled her eyes up. "You say that you met Belle where she is now and what she does for a living. Was she really with that man?"

"He's dead, mother when we were still sixteen not long she was abducted, car crash. The truck he drives is on fire after he crashes into the tree and someone with him. Definitely.

"There is a stab on his chest I don't know, who cares as long Belle is free from that man gripped. They both married and had a child".

Katherine slumped back on the sofa. She wanted to pass out but not right now, all she wanted to hear more about, Belle being abducted.

Her lips stutter. "A-a child?"

"Twins".

"Oh sweet lord". Her body suddenly became weak. "I need wine, Jake please I need my wine".

He rushed toward the cabinet where the family kept the wine and whiskey bottle inside that storage. Jake then ran back to his mother with a bottle of wine in his hand.

"I don't need a glass, just give me that bottle".

He handed the bottle over. She drains it passionately and burps. How thirsty she was. Jake chuckles as he looks at her, shaking his head.

"I can't imagine how Belle lived with him. She did say that she started to fall in love with him, which I'm not surprised. He's a handsome man. I admit that, of course, what kind of girl will not fall for him".

Said Jake. Katherine drained the wine again, she spoke. "But still she is in pain, Jake?"

"Maybe. Perhaps. I don't know. I wasn't there when it happened. Brutal, maybe I could say that. Conceive to have a child at sixteen".

Katherine drains the wine again. She said, "She is stronger, Jake if I were her I cannot survive from the man I never loved".

"You will say that. Deep down you will love the man you never loved before. I lost Belle and our best friend, Emma".

Katherine blink, "Oh yes, of course. How I forget that girl. Losing someone you love is the most painful thing to take. So, he is gone and no one will hurt, Belle anymore".

"True. And so I was thinking of having her back. And don't you try to stop me, mother. I don't care if I had to raise 'His' child. Belle is the reason I wants".

She drinks again, this time she asks the butler for another bottle of wine for her.

"You can't just barge into her life and her kids. Have you ever met those kids?" Jake shook no. "See, that is what I told you, being a 'Fommy' isn't as easy as you thought".

He blinked. "What! What the heck is 'Fommy'.

"Father plus mommy. So, Belle is 'Fommy' and she raises her kids alone".

"That is why she needs me, mother".

"Does she say that to you?" Katherine smirking, Jake scratches the back of his head. "She didn't say am I right. That's the point you cannot claim that you will be their new dad. I wonder if her kids ever meet their dad or know him".

Jake snorts, said. "He died before the kids were born. I thought I will take his place as an instant dad to his kids".

"You wanna know what your mother thought, darling I think that man is still alive out there. He probably watched, faked his own death and went to surrender himself to the police for what he had done for murdering people".

Katherine smile, "I will never stop you having, Belle what I afraid was if he still alive. I don't want the old history to repeat itself".

He nodded and understood. Katherine sighs, "When will I be able to meet her?"

Amy Brickfield with an angry face sits on the single armchair drinking beer facing the fireplace. As the fire was lit, so did her heart lit on fire toward Doctor Craig.

Alone inside her father's study room wasn't the solution or option of their broken engagement.

It was Doctor Craig's decision and she must obey and agree with him that she is what she is.

"Amy, my daughter". Her father entered the study room. "There are plenty of rooms in this house. Why did you choose my study room to release your anger?".

She didn't answer, the old man spoke back. "There's a reason why he broke your two engagements. Neither am I mad at him at all.

"All this matter is entirely your fault, if you just listen to what he is trying to say he will not decide to break the engagement. That woman is innocent".

She glaring at her father, "You say it twice, father and you support him rather than your own daughter!"

"Well, if I was Craig I would do the same. You can't control your own temper my dear, all you need to do is relax, open minded about something or someone around you and trying to understand the situation.

"As your father, don't you ever think that woman is causing you to lose, Craig".

She crosses her arm on chest, breathing like a bull. Never will she be able to hold her own temper because of Belle. She is the reason.

The old man took a seat on his chair, writing something in his journal.

"Cause you are the only child we had". He spoke. "We almost gave up on raising you, your mother was right all along I should listen to her".

His eyes to Amy. "We should send you abroad and you should learn from your mistake, learn how to control your temper. People will love you after this if you change yourself".

"I've never made a mistake! I never WILL!"

Tsk tsk tsk "I just said that earlier and you will never learn my dear daughter. You are mental and you need therapy".

"How dare you speak to your daughter like that, father I don't need therapy, all of you should! You are all mental and the worst human being ever existed".

She walked to the door, "Where did you think you're going, Amy?"

"I'm going to kill that bitch!"

Growling. She slammed the door making the room a little bit shaking. His sigh sank on the chair.

"I should raise an Apes rather than a human daughter. Oh Lord, my own daughter is killing me inside".