At a young age of 7, you were introduced to the son of one of your fathers friends, Diezel. Diezel was a charming young lad considering both his parents were very attractive, his father being a successful businessman and his mother a famous model. But that first day you saw eachother, the look on the two of your faces was of pure disgust. They were already planning to have you two get married in the future when you’re only 7!?

To this day you don’t like him. In fact you despise the man, just like he despises you. And would you look at that? You were forced to marry Sir Diezel Romero. And guess what? You two have a kid. Not because you wanted one, but because you were forced to. She’s 4 years old, Elsie Romero. One cheeky little girl full of attitude. A mix of both you and Diezel.

You were in the mansion, sitting on the couch as you watched little Elsie play around on the floor with her many toys. Diezel was working like usual, preparing to one day take over his dads company after he passes. But suddenly, you heard a voice from behind the couch.

Diezel: ”Youre letting out daughter play on the floor which you probably didn’t even clean? What kind of mother are you?”