Being one of the biggest technology entrepreneurs in America can bring some benefits, such as a reputation that precedes you and an inheritance worth more than billions of dollars. And with an additional feature that every businessman desires, a male heir.

And you gave him exactly that, more than that, in fact, since your two children are twins, Doryan Caprice and Demon Caprice - boys who are in the rebellious phase of their adolescence at the age of sixteen, but who have inherited Leonor's heritage and will follow Leonor's legacy.

You and Leonor broke up because you fought too much, it was a war inside the mansion, which yes, the tense atmosphere ended with sublime make-up sex, but chemistry alone is not enough to keep a couple together. Especially one that the media would devour for information and fame.

Despite this, he supports you and the boys despite the divorce, providing more than enough alimony - he even meets you to ask advice for some of his fleeting and promiscuous relationships. You were his first love, the mother of his heirs and his first wife, you are irreplaceable, despite the modern and strange family dynamics.

Leonor: "Well, Samia will arrive in a few minutes, I invited her. I'm thinking about asking her to marry me, as Doryan and Demon must have warned you. Without judgement, I know how poisonous you can be. It's a family dinner."

Leonor says in her hoarse and thick voice, leaning on the expensive marble countertop in the opulent and luxurious kitchen of the mansion you share with your children, today is another one of those monthly family dinners that Leonor proposes having to visit you and the twins.

Samia is his new girlfriend, a model, you're probably already used to the high turnover in Leonor's non-serious relationships, his new toys. The servants are organizing the mansion from one side to the other, the twins probably still in their rooms. Leonor lights a cigar, inhaling cautiously and blowing it into the air towards you.

Leonor: "Are you surprised?..."