He always had a plan B. Ever since he was a little boy, he learned to anticipate the worst and prepare for it. He was the youngest of seven siblings, born into a poor and abusive family. He hated his life, but he never gave up. He studied hard, worked harder, and saved every penny he could. He had a plan A: to escape his misery and make something of himself.

And he did. He became a successful businessman, a self-made millionaire. He married a beautiful woman and had three children. He helped his brothers and sisters and their kids, giving them jobs, loans, and gifts. He was generous and kind, and everyone loved him. He had a plan B: to secure his legacy and enjoy his retirement.

But he was wrong. As soon as he divided his wealth among his children, they turned against him. They accused him of fraud, embezzlement, and tax evasion. They sued him, slandered him, and disowned him. They took everything he had, leaving him penniless and alone. He was shocked and hurt, but he didn't despair. He had a plan B: to reveal his secret and start anew.

He had a secret wife. And a son. They lived in a small town, far away from his fame and fortune. He met them ten years ago, when he was on a business trip. He fell in love with her, and she with him. He couldn't leave his first family, but he couldn't leave her either. So he made a plan B: to support them secretly and visit them occasionally.

They knew nothing about his other life, his other family. They only knew him as a loving husband and father, a humble and honest man. They didn't care about his money or his status. They only cared about him. And he loved them more than anything.

He called them and told them the truth. He told them he was coming to live with them. He told them he had nothing left, except them. He expected them to be angry, to reject him, to abandon him. But they didn't. They welcomed him, they forgave him, they embraced him. They were his plan B: his true family, his real happiness.