"Clark! Come back here!" Ingrid called her 5 year old son who is running away from her because the little boy wants to tease her by running around while they were shopping. Her son just laughed at her,

"Mom, why do you run so slowly? Come on!" and the boy just keep on running. Ingrid was so tired running after him, when she spotted a bench she hurriedly sat on it and rested.

Raising her child alone for all five years has been tough, without her bestfriend's help, she doesn't know how to overcome the struggles of being a mother and at the same time facing the pressures of the corporate world.

She closed her eyes and felt that there is a small hand touching her face. She then opened her eyes and saw her son's big and gentle blue eyes staring at here intensely.

"Mom, are you alright?" the boy is close to tears.

"Oh baby, don't cry, mommy is okay. I was just catching my breath." She smiled and then tickled her son that made the little boy shriek.

"Mom, please stop" he pleaded "I won't do it again, promise!" "Are you sure?" the boy just laughed more and kissed her on the cheeks and caressed her hair, his eyes sparkled with little mischief.

"I won't do it now, but... later, maybe." The child chuckled.

Not far away, a tall, blue eyed handsome with broad shoulders man in his thirties pa.s.sed by and suddenly stopped when he heard the shriek of laughter of a child just nearby and looked for it.

His eyes first glanced on a woman holding a little boy while sitting on the bench, the mother tickled his son and then looked at the boy with a questioning and amusing stare.

He could not ignore the aura of the woman despite that it's only her back was shown, she has shoulder length hair, fair complexion and wore designer clothes.

The child was caressing the hair of the woman and only has of his face been shown. He has wavy, golden hair, blue eyes which seems familiar to him.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Gary Grey, his personal secretary asked.

"Nothing." His secretary has already followed his master's gaze and became silent for a moment.

"Let's go." He snorted.

"Yes, this way, sir."

...

The next day, Ingrid went early to work and asked her secretary to come in to her office.

"Good morning, Daisy, what's my schedule for today?"

Ingrid was now the Vice President of the Briggs and Briggs Company who was a successful company of cosmetics for centuries and the business was pa.s.sed on from generation to generation and still expanding globally as well as venturing to different businesses.

She is vying for the position of CEO and somehow confident that she will be the one to get it, thinking that the CEO, Mr. Clint Briggs, have neither son nor a daughter to inherit the position.

"Uhm, at 9:00 a.m. there will be a board meeting –" Ingrid interrupted

"Ugh! Another headache! Next?"

"The CEO would like to have a closed door meeting with you at 2:00 pm, ma'am, at his office. And here are some papers for you to review before signing."

She became serious upon hearing a closed door meeting with the CEO.

The CEO treated her just like a daughter; she was being trained by him to replace his position someday. However, she went to the hole of the needle before getting the position she has now.

...

At 2:00 p.m., "Freya, is Mr. Clint in his office?"

"Ahh yes, Ma'am, he's expecting you." The secretary opened the door for her. "thank you." Ingrid saw a 60-year-old man sitting on his desk.

The company's building is located in the heart of the E city and the CEO's office was on the top floor of the building which has an easy access of the rooftop, and the city could be seen from his office.

"Ingrid I've been waiting for you. Let's get down to business, shall we?" the atmosphere felt tense and Ingrid doesn't like it yet she shrugged it off. "Yes, sir, what's this all about?"

"I have a son." He confessed. She was flabbergasted. If she was standing, she may have swayed a little.