When the Past Won't Leave​

Summary

Five years later to the day, I walked into the interview room under a new identity: Arthur Stone.

Sitting at the head of the table was a rising star in the business world, Leslie Reed, a woman I once had a complicated history with.

Her gaze lingered on my photo. "Twenty-eight? Already have a child?" she asked, her tone detached.

Meeting her probing stare, I calmly replied, "Yes, my name is Arthur Stone. Married with one daughter."

The man I am today is no longer the disgraced young master with a large birthmark on his face, mocked by others. I changed my name and removed that birthmark.