Two years had passed since Alexander's divorce from Roslyn. The once charming and caring man had transformed into a shadow of his former self.
Now, Alexander stood tall, his piercing gaze cold and unyielding. His chiseled features seemed carved from granite, reflecting the emotional walls he'd built around himself.
His days blurred together in a haze of work and isolation. Alexander's focus solely rested on expanding the Volter empire, driven by an insatiable hunger for success.
Colleagues whispered about his ruthless business tactics and how he'd stop at nothing to close deals. His reputation grew, but so did the distance between him and those around him.
Charlotte, once the object of his affection, now struggled to penetrate his emotional fortress. Her attempts at intimacy were met with indifference, leaving her frustrated and confused.
Victoria, satisfied with Alexander's transformation, smiled knowingly. "He's finally become the son I always wanted."