Seaside City.
A tall, cold, and handsome man walked out of the conference room, and his assistant hurriedly approached him, "Sir, there's been an accident involving your wife."
The man slightly furrowed his brow, continuing to walk forward, "What's she up to now?"
"Your wife...she was hit by a car and fell into the sea. They can't find her body."
The man's pupils suddenly contracted.
At this moment, Michael's phone rang. It was a call from the hospital.
"Mr. Kingsley, your wife didn't want me to tell you, but I think you should be prepared."
"Your wife was pregnant, over three months..."
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Six years later.
An international flight from Europe landed in Banyan City.
Mia dragged her suitcase out of the security check.
Six years ago, she was called Mia Lawrence. After dying once, she dropped her surname and changed her name to just Mia.
The woman let her chestnut long hair hang loose casually, wearing a bright red blouse and a black trench coat, making her look both cold and mysterious.
Behind her were two small children, a boy and a girl, dressed in matching black trench coats and dragging matching suitcases.
Even though these two little ones looked only five or six years old, their aura was so noble and cold that people didn't dare to approach them.
"Mia!"
Olivia, who had been waiting at the exit, quickly waved and greeted her, "Over here!"
Olivia was a well-known plastic surgeon in Banyan City. Five years ago, while studying in Europe, she happened to be involved in Mia's plastic surgery and slowly became her best friend.
Now that Mia had returned to Banyan City, of course, Olivia had to take on the role of host.
The woman rushed over excitedly and grabbed Mia's suitcase, "I've already prepared a house for you. Let's head over now!"
"Thank you."
Mia smiled faintly and turned to introduce, "James, Juliet, this is your Aunt Olivia."
"Hello, Auntie!"
Little Princess Juliet sweetly blew Olivia a kiss, "Auntie, you're so beautiful!"
James glanced at Olivia indifferently, "Aunt Olivia, don't you have a boyfriend yet?"
Olivia paused, "How did you know?"
The little guy pouted, walked up, grabbed the suitcase from Olivia's hand, and started dragging the big and small suitcases forward, "I just know."
Olivia: "..."
This brat!
Mia had no choice but to smooth things over for her son, "He just has a sharp tongue, but he's not a bad kid at heart."
Olivia pursed her lips, "That's more like it."
She then linked arms with Mia, "Why did you suddenly decide to come back?"
"You only brought James and Juliet, where's Aiden?"
Hearing Olivia mention her eldest son, Mia's heart ached uncontrollably.
She smiled bitterly, "He's being taken care of over there."
"This time I might stay longer."
There were some things she had to deal with.
Six years ago, Michael and Kyle conspired to put her, three months pregnant, to death.
After the news of her death was made public, Kyle shamelessly produced her "suicide note" to prove that she had committed suicide.
The reason for her suicide was that she had betrayed Michael and felt guilty.
How ridiculous. The real betrayers were living happily, while even in death, she had to bear the infamy of infidelity!
She would settle these scores, one by one!
And then there was Aiden's health...
The woman sighed heavily and turned to look at Olivia, "How about the job I asked you to inquire about a few days ago?"
Olivia looked a bit troubled, "I asked around for you. There are no vacancies at the Kingsley Group right now, except for..."
"Except for a cleaning position."
Mia smiled, "Then I'll go for the cleaning job."
"How can that be?"
Olivia was well aware of Mia's hardships over the years.
After the car accident six years ago, Mia hung on by a thread until she had given birth to her three children. Only then did she start her plastic surgery, rehabilitation, and a new beginning.
Now, she had finally become a renowned jewelry designer in Europe, only to suddenly abandon her former glory, announce her retirement, and return to Banyan City with a first name...
And now she wanted to work as a cleaner at the Kingsley Group?
"In fact, apart from the Kingsley Group, there are many suitable jobs in Banyan City..."
The woman shook her head, "I'll only go to the Kingsley Group."
Olivia had arranged for Mia to stay in a house owned by a relative, which had been unoccupied for years.
The house was not far from the city center, spacious with three bedrooms and a living room.
The mother and her two children returned to the house and did some simple cleaning. By the time they were done, it was already afternoon.
"James, take care of your sister. Mommy is going to the market to buy some daily necessities."
"Got it!"
After the door closed, the two little ones in the house quickly turned on the computer.
On the screen of the laptop, an interview with Michael was playing.
"Jamie, is that our daddy?"
Juliet, hugging a stuffed bear, bit her lip, "You're right, he looks the most like me among the three of us."
"Yeah."
James raised his eyes, squinting slightly at the man on the screen, "Do you remember everything I taught you?"
"Yes!"
Juliet nodded, her little hand silently clenched into a fist, her voice full of childish determination, "I'll act well!"
After leaving the community, Mia took a taxi directly to the nearest mall.
"I didn't expect everyone to be so concerned about my marriage to Michael."
On her way to the checkout counter, she heard a familiar female voice.
The voice came from the large screen in front of the mall.
On the screen, Kyle appeared gentle as water, "For now, we're focusing on our careers. Marriage is just a formality."
The TV host also smiled, "That's right. Everyone knows that you've been with Mr. Kingsley for more than five years, a deep and loving relationship..."
Mia's fingers tightened slightly around the shopping cart handle.
Six years ago, in the forged will, she had requested that Michael marry Kyle and take care of her for a lifetime.
So, Michael and Kyle became an engaged couple, openly and righteously.
Thinking of this, Mia couldn't help but feel a slight pain in her heart.
Even in their betrayal, they had to come up with such a dignified reason.
And she had to live in hiding, even though she was still alive!
"Thud!"
Lost in thought, her shopping cart collided with someone.
"I'm sor..."
She looked up, and the last word got stuck in her throat.
The man in front of her was tall, upright, and arrogantly noble.
Six years had passed, and he had become even colder and more masculine.
Mia's knuckles turned white as she gripped the shopping cart.
She never expected to run into this man so soon after returning to the country.
Michael looked down at her coldly, "Not watching where you're going?"
Six years ago, after the car accident and falling into the sea, Mia's facial wounds became severely infected, constantly inflamed and festering, eventually requiring her entire face to be reconstructed.
Now, her face had been artificially sculpted to be exquisitely perfect. Not to mention that Michael couldn't recognize her, in the first two years, she herself had to sit in front of the mirror for a long time each day to confirm that it was indeed her face.
"Sorry."
Mia took a deep breath, steadying her emotions, "Mr. Kingsley, I got too engrossed in your fiancée's interview and accidentally bumped into you."
The man's brow furrowed sharply, "You know me?"
"Mr. Kingsley, you're famous. How could I not recognize you?"
Mia smiled faintly, "Mr. Kingsley's promise to take care of his late wife's sister for a lifetime is quite the romantic story in Banyan City."
Michael's eyes darkened.
From a distance, he had seen her back.
This woman, whether in her figure, the way she walked, or the small gestures like playing with her hair, was exactly like Mia!
So, he had unconsciously approached to see her face.
Now it seemed that this woman only had a similar figure.
It wasn't her face, nor her voice, and not even her personality!
The old Mia was gentle and obedient; she would never speak like this.
"Michael!"
Behind him, Kyle's charming voice called out.
Moments later, the woman ran over like a little bird and clung to Michael's arm, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing."
The man turned around and walked away with Kyle, "Finished shopping?"
"Yes!"
Standing there, Mia watched their backs, feeling layers of coldness rising in her heart.