---Flashback 10 years ago---
Ian Lim: 13 years old
"Hurry up, Ian." Ian's mother, Constance Lim called out to him as he tried to walk as fast as he could in the uncomfortable formal attire his parents had him wear.
Today was the wedding of a business associate and his father was a primary sponsor for the wedding.
"Ugh, mom, do I really have to wear this coat?" Ian asked as he fanned himself in the hot and humid weather of the Capital.
"It'll be air conditioned inside, you won't feel hot." Constance told her son as they entered the fancy double doors that led to the ballroom.
"Now, where is your father and grandfather?" Constance Lim said as she looked around the room, trying to spot her husband and father-in-law.
"Mrs. Lim." A melodic voice greeted as a beautiful woman approached them.
"Ah, Fatima, it's nice to see you!" Constance said as she hugged the younger woman.