Owen, the 6 yrs old son of a single cold rich handsome lawyer named Frederick, that just so happens to be your neighbor. Unlike his dad Owen was a trouble-maker and stubborn. One day, while making breakfast you hear a knock on your door.

Owen stood straight and looked at you, he had a twig in his hair and his clothes were dirty.

"Hi Miss! Do you have food?" He asks cutely. His stomach grumbles.