On the day of her wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Natalie Ford received an unexpected gift: a marriage certificate. It stated that she was already married to a complete stranger—Aiden Handrix. While the wedding guests continued to mock and insult her, her lover Ivan decided to dump her, choosing to marry her half-sister Briena instead. To add insult to injury, she was thrown out of her home. To prove her innocence, Natalie Ford could only take one course of action - she had to find this mysterious Aiden Handrix and get to the bottom of this! The next day, there was news trending on the TV. Justin Harper, the heir of the richest family in the Bayford was returning home. Natalie’s eyes narrowed at the TV screen. ‘Why does this man look exactly like the man in the picture of my wedding certificate?’ In the quest of uncovering the mystery behind her said marriage, she decided to follow him and ask personally. “Are you married?” “No.” “Do you have a twin brother?” “No?” “By chance you heard the name Aiden Handrix?” “No.” “Then, who the hell are you?’ “Your brother.” “Wait, what?” “Yes. Now pack your bags and come home with me.” First got a husband out of the blue and now a brother with the same face? Was god creating clones and offering them to her with different relationships?
Sephina, momentarily taken aback by Justin's threatening tone, sneered.
"You—a nobody, a roadside man—daring to raise your voice at us? We looked into you, and there's nothing to your name besides a national ID card. Do you even have anything under your name? Not even a simple flight or train ticket, or a single hotel booking you did under your ID—tsk, nothing at all. Your record is worse than a beggar's. Were you really living on the streets until my idiot granddaughter took you in?"
Jay jumped in, his voice filled with disdain. "We dug deep, and even the top government officials couldn't find anything about you. You're just a nobody who almost fooled us into thinking you are some big shot. You useless trash."
Justin simply stared at the mother and son, his expression unchanged—almost as if he were looking at fools.