Alena Stavros sat in her sleek office, the warm afternoon sun filtering through the large windows of her penthouse. Outside, the vibrant city of Athens buzzed with life, but inside, a heavy silence hung in the air. She had just returned from visiting her father, whose strength was now a fading memory. The doctor had delivered grim news—no more than a month. The weight of her family's legacy pressed down on her, leaving little room for distraction.
As she leaned back in her chair, trying to push aside the impending sense of loss, her phone buzzed on the desk, cutting through her thoughts. It was Sarah, her trusted secretary. Alena answered, a flicker of anticipation stirring within her.
"Ms. Stavros, I have the report you requested," Sarah said, her voice clear and efficient.
"Email it to me," Alena replied quickly, her mind already racing with possibilities. "I want to read it myself."
"Understood. I'll send it right away."
Alena hung up, her heart pounding as she waited for the email to arrive. Moments later, the notification chimed on her laptop. She opened the message, her breath hitching with a mix of curiosity and anxiety.
A summary of report unfolded before her eyes:
Full Name: Jenna Davidson
Occupation: Pediatric Doctor
Date of Birth: April 30, 1991
Education: Graduated from Oxford University, London; Internship at Homerton University Hospital; Currently a Resident Doctor at St. George's Hospital, Manila, Philippines.
Family Status: Has a son named William, age 3. No father registered on the birth certificate.
As Alena read the details, confusion and disbelief washed over her. A child? Jenna had a son named William, born on June 15, 2021—just a week after their fateful encounter. Alena's mind raced back to that night, vividly recalling how Jenna's stomach had been flat as a board, smooth and unblemished by the signs of pregnancy.
How could it be? The realization sent a jolt through her. A myriad of questions flooded her thoughts: Was William adopted? Had Jenna used a surrogate? A mix of concern and curiosity ignited within her, compelling her to uncover the truth behind this unexpected revelation.
"William," she murmured, the name rolling off her tongue like a foreign word. Who was this child?
Alena leaned back in her chair, staring out at the sprawling city beneath her, the vibrant life below contrasting sharply with the turmoil in her heart. She felt an insatiable need to delve deeper into Jenna's life, to understand the circumstances surrounding William's birth. The connection between them felt electric, and Alena was determined to uncover the mystery.
With renewed determination, Alena began typing a response to Sarah, outlining the next steps. She needs to gather more information about Jenna and her son.
Manila, Philippines.
The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting soft rays across the room as Jenna woke up with a start, her heart heavy from a restless night. She blinked against the light, but no amount of brightness could push away the thoughts crowding her mind. Sitting up in bed, she brushed her hair back with a sigh, her thoughts spiraling back to yesterday—back to Alena.
That familiar feeling gnawed at her again, a strange blend of anxiety and nostalgia. Alena. The name that she had buried deep within her, along with the memory of that night in London. A name that had once been a mystery, but one she learned by accident when she caught a glimpse of Alena Stavros in a news report about a business forum. She remembered her shock, the disbelief that the woman she had shared such an intense night with was not just anyone but a powerful heiress to a business empire.
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