A strand of Type and Mai's hair is collected by the family doctor. He also takes their blood and puts everything in his bag.
"The result will be ready tomorrow. I will come with the test result." The doctor says zipping his bag. He stands up and gives a waai before leaving.
Type hands are pressed against eachother. He really hopes Mrs Mai is his mother. He can't go back to Sarocha.
"Don't worry." Mai rubs her son's back gently. "I know you're my son. You have nothing to worry about." Mai smiles.
    Jab looks at the man claimed to be his son and with no doubt he can see the resemblance. But people all over the world resemble each other without being related by blood.
"Let's go to your room." Mai tells her son. They both stand up from the couch and go upstairs to Type's room from when he was little. Everything is still intact and no one touched anything. Mai made sure of that. She even occasionally cleaned the room to avoid dust from building up in her son's room.
She follows her son into his room and they both sit on the bed.
"Please tell me your life before coming here. You don't have to feel ashamed of anything. I totally understand if you had to make some choices." Mai places her palm on Type's hand.
"No I didn't do such work. I worked for the Luv n Face company."
Mai gasps not believing it, "What did you do?" She smiles.
Type looks down at the ground in shame. "I was in the door to door sales section."
Mai quickly hugs her son tightly, "I'm so sorry you had to struggle. If I had looked harder... don't worry everything is alright now."
"I remember my childhood and how I was kidnapped."
"What are you talking about?" Mai moves back, cleaning the tears from her eyes.
"I remember everything that happened."
"Please tell me." Mai's lips tighten ready to take action against anybody who threatens her son, especially one that made her not see her son for 15 years. Type tells her everything.
      Tutor wakes up from his siesta. He has been eating, drinking and sleeping all day in the bed. So he stands up so he can stroll around. He opens the door and walks out of the room he was staying before Tharn's father came. The lights in the house are still turned on so Henia must still be working. He goes to the living room and sits down to watch the drama playing in the television. He sees a bottle of red wine and looks around but sees no one so he quickly he takes the bottle so he can drink alittle but he sees white papers of documents on the table so he takes a look at them. He drops the bottle back and picks the papers reading them quickly.
"Oh my God." Tutor gasps. He takes a look at another paper.
"Oh my God." Tutor covers his mouth.
He reads the last third paper and the papers fall out of this hands landing on the ground.
"Someone is forming my transfer of 40% shares to the Thananan family." Tutor says. "Who could do this to me?"
He picks the paper and reads it well to the and the paper fall to the ground again.
"My signature. How is possible? I never signed this." Tutor hears footsteps coming from upstairs. So he quickly drops the papers on the table the way he saw their position. He quickly stands up and runs into his room closing the door as gentle and slow as possible. When he heard the footsteps enter the living room, he gently opens the living room and sees Tharn packing the papers and going back upstairs.
    Tutor covers his mouth in fear not knowing what to do. He doesn't know whether to call his family if they will even believe him. He thinks of Fighter, he misses him. He touches his lips as he remembers when Fighter kissed him. But can he trust him.