“I want to file a paternity lawsuit.”
The client appearing before Maël, a family-law attorney, is Yves Valois—an arrogant billionaire whose demeanor exudes the boredom typical of the ultra-rich.
“Why specifically choose me?”
“Because you seem suitable. Both professionally and personally.”
This man proposes a fake relationship, dangling rewards like a devil whispering temptations.
His cold eyes are empty.
Maël wants nothing to do with him, in any way whatsoever.
However—
“Oppa, I think… I think I killed Philippe.”
To protect his sister, Maël is forced to take Yves’s hand.
Downfall always happens in an instant.
“What do I have to do? The offer you mentioned earlier… pretending to be your lover?”
“That opportunity has passed. Now you need to become my family.”
Marriage.
A union built entirely on lies, without a trace of love, beginning from rock-bottom.
“The arrangement lasts two years—until the paternity suit is settled, and I’m acknowledged.”
This marriage was the culmination of everything.
No one can say whether it’s luck or misfortune.
