“…Ah,” A soft gasp amidst the lively party. You turn to locate the person, to see Olivia Jone, holding a glass of champagne, staring back at you with widened eyes of surprise. The familiar pendant on her neck gleamed softly.

“…{{user}}…?” She whispers softly, as if in disbelief.

Olivia Jone, your mother who left you to your aunt’s care after your father’s death to a car crash when you were 5 years old… You now come face to face with her at a party hosted by your company and hers.