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Emily walked around the house in which she spent time in as a child. It had been 15 years since she was in that house last. 15 years since the police raided it and separated her from her father. To this day, she wished she knew why he did it. Why would her father fund terrorists? Why couldn't he be the amazing man who had raised her until that fateful night? She walked out onto the porch to gaze at the ocean, her blonde curls blowing in the cool spring wind. When she reached the white railing, she looked down and that was when she saw it. The double infinity symbol that her father carved into the wood when they first moved in. She then looked down at her wrist, which had the same symbol tattooed onto it. "Infinity times infinity," she whispered to herself.

"So, what do you think?" Emily turned around to face her realtor and smiled softly. "The owners are eager to sell and there are many others interested."

"I'll take it."

"Excellent! I will get the papers." As the realtor left the room, Emily walked around the downstairs. It had been so long since she was last in the Hamptons. Now she had a new name, so her father's sins would not be held against her. She was ready to start a new life, a life free of the name Amanda Clarke.

Daniel stepped out of his Mercedes and glanced up at Grayson Manor. His family's summer house stood tall on the coast, with the rear facing the ocean. He had just completed his Master's degree for Business at Harvard, and was ready to spend the summer at the Hamptons with his family. He took off his sunglasses and threw them on the driver's seat before gathering his luggage to take in the house. He opened the door and immediately a maid came over to take his things. "Welcome home, Mr. Grayson."

"Thank you," he said with his charming smile. He walked down two steps when he heard fast footsteps coming from upstairs, making their way to the steps to his right.

"Danny!"

He turned just in time to catch his younger sister as she jumped into his arms for a hug. Laughing he said, "Hey Char. Did you miss me?"

She stepped away and interlocked their arms as they moved into the dining room. "Of course! Mother is being overbearing, again. I am so glad you are home."

When they entered the dining room, he spotted their mother sipping tea, while their father was reading the newspaper at her side. Victoria Grayson, with her long dark hair, set her mug down and stood up as soon as she spotted her son. "Daniel!" With Charlotte, who was wearing only a thin dress to cover up her bikini, resting her arm on her father's shoulder, Daniel was able to give his mother a hug. "Welcome home, sweetheart."

Daniel kissed his mother's cheek and said, "Thanks, Mom." After their hug, he stepped over to Conrad Grayson to shake his hand. "Dad."

"Welcome back, Son. Now that school is finished, you can start up with Grayson Global come this fall."

"Give me one summer, Dad. And then we will discuss any position that I may have at Grayson Global."

"You have yourself a deal, Son," the silver haired man said.

"Daniel," Victoria began, "Do not forget that our annual Memorial Day party is tomorrow. I cannot stress how important it is for you to attend."

"Of course, Mom. How could I forget about the party that officially starts the summer," he replied with an eye roll.

"Well I have to go," Charlotte said as she walked over to her brother to kiss his cheek. "I'm meeting some friends down at the beach. Love you." She then walked over to Conrad and kissed his cheek. "Love you, Daddy."

"Love you, Sweetie," Conrad replied as he kissed her cheek.

As she began walking out of the room, she heard her mother say "Charlotte."

She turned on her heal and crossed her arms. "Yes, Mother?"

"Don't you think that you should put another bathing suit on?"

Charlotte looked down at the bikini that was seen through the shear fabric of her cover up. "Nope," she said right before she turned back on her heal, grabbed her purse, and walked out the front door.

Daniel sat on the other side of his mother, facing his father. "This summer is going to be fun," he smirked as her drank the coffee that the maid had set in front of him.

"This place is to die for." Emily looked up from her box of dishes and smiled as she saw her friend Ashley Davenport walked into her new kitchen. "I am so glad that you bought this house, Em."

Emily walked around the counter to give her friend a hug. "Me too. I've only been living her a day and I am already in love with the house, the beach, and the Hamptons."

"Have you met your neighbors yet?" The British woman asked as she helped her friend by unpacking her throw pillows.

"No, not yet. But I do have a lovely view of their mansion from my porch. Their house is gorgeous on the outside."

"It's even better on the inside. Their name is Grayson. The woman I told you about, the one I work for, she's the matriarch of their family. The Graysons are basically Hamptons royalty."

"Wow," Emily said as she looked at her friend. "You work for the queen of the Hamptons. How is that?"

"They're your typical rich snobs. But it pays really well for every event that I assist in planning. Speaking of, they're throwing their annual Memorial Day party tomorrow and it would be the perfect place to meet all your new neighbors. And all the money raised goes towards helping starving children. Please say you'll come!"

Emily laughed as she put the last dish away. "Of course I'll come. The money goes towards a good cause and like you said, it will give me a chance to meet everyone who lives in the Hamptons."

Ashley rushed over and gave her a hug. "Thank you! I have to admit, the more people on the guest list, the better it is for me."

"Ash, you're my best friend, and the only person I know here. I would do anything to help you out."

Just then, Ashley's cellphone beeped alerting her of a text message. She sighed and looked up at Emily. "The Queen is summoning me, so I have to go. But I'll come back later with your official invitation to the party. Then tomorrow, I will introduce you to who is who in Hampton's society. Love ya!" She rushed out of the house, making her way to the neighbor's house. As she hoped in her car, she smiled. Her friend sweet innocent friend was in for the shock of her life when she realized how tough the people of the Hamptons could really be.