“Rick…” her expression changed. Her husband covered the woman's face without Candy being able to see it.Yet, lying beside her were unmistakable clues – gold heels, a Gucci bag – revealing the identity of the woman in bed with her husband. Her sister, Lexi Weber! ***** "Drink with me, Alaric Jackson. Or I'll do it with the first stranger that passes by. I will accept the next invitation they give me if you don't drink with me.” Alaric gazed into the woman's eyes, sensing her sadness and longing for companionship. Candy gripping his face and drawing close, causing Alaric to catch his breath. She met his gaze briefly before pressing her lips to his. "To hell with blue eyes! I prefer green ones right now," She left a quick kiss on his lips, took a step back, and held his hand, taking him with her to the bar. "Let's do it!" **** After a passion night, Candy left his bed, taking his child, disappearing from his lfie without a trace. Alaric couldn't remember what had happened that night, with only a few memories, scant reasons, and a woman on the run, of whom he still kept her bra. He never expected that a woman would show up at his door a few months later, visibly pregnant and with a contract to sign. Would he agree to her terms?

On what should have been the most important day of their relationship, Mariel discovers her husband's infidelity. Her joy is shortlived as she realizes her husband is eloping with another woman. But Mariel does not only lose her husband; she also loses her inheritance—something she had invested in his business and career, leaving her with nothing. Now, she’s desperate for revenge. While she yearns for this, a man surfaces from the blues in her life, offering to help her seek revenge. However, he has an ulterior motive. By making Mariel his wife, he executes a personal vendetta that has nothing to do with hers, deeply hurting her in the process. Little does he know that he will fall irrevocably in love with Mariel, further complicating this entanglement of passion and deceit.