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?
"I'll say this once and for all. Listen carefully, and do not ask any follow-up questions because I won't change my answer," she said, her voice firm and confident. "Every accusation or rumor you've spread about Natalie is false. She never plagiarized anything—in fact, she was the victim. I trust her as much as I trust myself. Everything Natalie Ford has said in her defense, I will say the same. Her words are my words. So, after this, don't come to me looking for more answers what Natalie has already answered you."
"So you mean that even if she does something wrong, you would still stand by her side?" a reporter pressed.
Mia looked at him calmly. "Natalie Ford could never do anything wrong. I might, but she wouldn't. That's how much I trust her. I think I've made myself clear. Now, if you'll excuse me."
"Ms Mia..."