Natasha was sitting in front of her blind date. She was forced by her father to come to this blind date.

The guy she met a very wealthy but average looking man. After her failed attempts to seduce Tristan, her parents told her to stop hoping he'd want her, and since there were many other rich businessmen, she could just marry one of them. Obviously, they were not as rich as Tristan, but the company needs the funding, so she agreed to choose someone.

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After getting humiliated at Tristan's office, she had called his grandmother, but it seemed like she was not interested in talking to her. She tried again after two days, and when the maid answered, she was told that grandma was busy and would call her back.

She had been waiting for a while and never got a callback.

The guy in front of her was walking about something, but nothing registered, she could not get Tristan out of her mind. She would always compare her dates to Tristan.

She met Tristan several times now, and the more she sees him, the more she learns about him, and the more she falls in love.

Tristan's maturity and dominating presence could never be found in anyone else, everyone else faded in the background when he was in the room, just like a King, her king, she thought as she smiled.

"So what do you think?" the guy asked.

"Huh? What?" she asked, confused.

"I was asking you if you are okay with us, so we can inform our parents that we are ready to get married," the guy said.

The guy's parents showed him Natasha's photo, and he immediately agreed to go to the blind date. He was a good person and had agreed to an arranged marriage to improve his corporation.

Natasha's beauty was mesmerizing, and he thought that if he married her, he would not only get money but a beautiful prize as well. He would definitely treat her well and cherish her.

He did not want to look desperate in front of her, but he wanted to marry her as soon as possible.

"I need some time," Natasha said, she had no intention of marrying him, she just wanted him to postpone it.

"We can date for a while and then get married after if that's what you want," the guy suggested, he really liked Natasha and did not want to blow his chance to be with her.

He knew that there were probably a lot of men that wanted her as well, so he had to prove that he was worthy.

He had not imagined marrying someone like Natasha, when women agree to arranged marriages it was usually because their looks were average, and they did not have a lot of suitors.

"Look, I do not want to marry you," Natasha said, not feeling sorry.

"Oh, I understand," the guy became sad.

"May I know the reason for your rejection?" he asked.

"I like someone else," she said, because she had fallen for Tristan, feeling in her heart, she would never find anyone else like him.

Theirs was supposed to be an arranged marriage as well, and she had agreed because of his status and wealth, but she was really in love with him, and they were perfect for each other.

No matter how many times Tristan had rejected her, she would never learn to let go, what she doesn't know is that this decision will end up ruining her life.

The guy thought there was no hope, so he went away dejectedly.

Natasha was on her way out when she spotted Mrs. Wilson, Tristan's mother.

"Hello Mrs. Wilson," Natasha said as she approached her.

"Sorry, but I don't think I recognize you," Mrs. Wilson said.

Mrs. Wilson had money problems, and her husband's company was going under, he was an incompetent and ineffective business owner that everything he touches fails. He was born rich but had no idea how to handle the company, so he kept losing money.

Their son was as unskilled as his father, he was always missing from home, drinking at all hours of the day, trying to live the good life, when they didn't really have anything.

Tristan had refused to help her and her family, she was frustrated because when Tristan's father was still alive she lived a life full of riches and glamour, everyone was jealous of her.

Without guilt, she had left as soon as her husband died, thinking that she didn't want to be riddled with responsibility. She did not want to be poor so she found her next husband.

There was chaos in the Ambrosio company, and instead of helping Tristan manage the company, she bailed at the first sign of trouble.

She met Mr. Wilson at a club one night, he was young and rich during that time, she made sure that he would end up marrying her, so she seduced him.

Nowadays, she always fights with her husband, spending her days partying with her friends instead of fixing her marriage and her son. She never cared too much about them anyway, they were a means to an end.

Natasha was able to get a hold of her today because she was attending a get together with her friends.

"Hello I am Natasha, we've never met before but I know you are Tristan's mother," she said, as she introduced herself. Telling Mrs. Wilson about her family history.

Mrs. Wilson was delighted after hearing Natasha's status. She loved anybody who referred to her as Tristan's mother, because of his status, when before she didn't even want to be associated with him.

Natasha was going to use Tristan's mother to get closer to him, not knowing that Tristan hated his mother. Not a lot of people knew about Mrs. Wilson's betrayal, they all thought she remarried because her husband died.

"Come, let us sit and talk?" Mrs. Wilson suggested.

"Sure," Natasha smiled.

Mrs. Wilson heard about Natasha's family and was glad to know that she could make a new connection with another rich family. She only liked and respected rich people, because she knew that one of these days she would be able to use them.

They each had their motives for befriending each other, so they spent some time to know each other through coffee.