Zoe was sitting on the rooftop of a classy top restaurant, gazing at the beautiful scenery below, as she basked in the beautiful serenity of the ambiance around her. It was barely lunchtime in the afternoon, and she was bored by herself, because she spent all morning working. She picked up her phone and called the number of the person she had saved as ‘first friend’ under her retrieved line, and the shock from the person that appeared to her after she texted her location was a little too much to bear at once. Standing right before her, grinning from ear to ear, was her secretary, Zara. ‘It was you?!’ Zoe exclaimed inwardly. “I have missed you very much,” Zara pouted so much, forgetting her professionalism, as she pulled Zoe into a hug after she offered a handshake first. ‘Crap. This lady was hugging her like she would snap her back,’ Zoe thought to herself, unable to breath properly, in the way Zara had embraced her so endearingly. “How are you, Zara?” Zoe returned the same ene
‘Shit! When will this guy leave?’ Zoe thought to herself as she laid still on the hospital bed, trembling and almost breaking out in sweat while trying hard to stall for as long as she could. ‘She was tired of pretending!’The moment she saw the guy that appeared before her whom she had no recollection of, she quickly thought of the fastest means to get out of the situation. And the only thought that came to her was, pretending to faint, forgetting that she had a dramatic secretary. “Goodness! What is wrong, Miss Zoe?! What am I going to do?!” Zara screamed as she watched her boss fall unceremoniously to the floor, as she quickly rushed to hold her, while panting so fast and almost at the point of tears. ‘What would she tell people if they asked her what happened to Zoe?’Thanks to Martin, who took the cue that alerting people's attention to them would be a terrible idea, he told Zara to put her emotions in check in order to stop people from taking pictures or a video. He carried Z
“What?! You are not taking back the engagement?!” Zoe yelled furiously as she glared at Malcolm, the moment he made his intentions clear after she asked him. He arrived shortly after Gary left, and had driven at a high speed when he was told that she was in the hospital. Entering the ward, he was bewildered to see her pacing around instead of lying on the next like someone who was truly sick, and her next question surprised him as soon as she saw him.“You and I know that this engagement thing is bullshit. So, clinging on hopelessly to something that is not there is not nice for the both of us,” Zoe tried to convince Malcolm further with calmness, even if she was trying hard not to lash out at him too. “We can make it work better. You are like this because you are yet to regain your memories, but trust me, this is for the best,” Malcolm answered her demurely, feeling a little guilty that he was going along with the agreement he already had with her grandfather to tell her the exact
What are you suddenly getting at?” Zoe questioned with a sneer, feigning ignorance. “Is that jealousy I sense?” Malcolm teased with a chuckle as he gazed at her, tilting his head amusingly. “You must finally be losing it. Can you please be on your way now? I would like to have my peace without having to share the space with you,” she sneered and dropped the cup of unfinished coffee as she stood up, and made her way into the bathroom, without waiting to hear anything he wanted to say.Upon entering, her eyes observed how neat and organized the bathroom was, even if Malcolm had used it moments ago, which showed how snazzy and intricate he was in his doings. She stared at the huge, deluxe space for a long while, before taking her seat in the bathtub. She hung her head languorously as she tried to think of what she would do, since things seemed not to be working in her favor now. ‘Her grandfather wanted to marry Malcolm at all costs, and the only solution she thought of was not worki
Zoe returned to her room instantly and slammed the door forcefully after ushering the maids who were cleaning the place out instantly. She began to pace back and forth every corner of the room, while thinking hard of what she would do concerning what had just happened to her. Of what was going on.‘She needed to know what was going on!’ 'Did these people treat her like that in the past? Or were they treating her like that now? What did she not remember?’ Zoe's body trembled uncontrollably as she continued to think so hard. It frustrated her so much to her guts that she was in the dark about what happened in the past just because her memories were gone. It was more confusing that no one was telling her more than she knew. ‘What the heck happened?!’ Zoe continued to wonder restlessly in fear and confusion. Her hand quickly grabbed her phone as she checked the internet to check for any news about Malcolm, and the only news article that popped up was the one from an event he attended
“Sir. The meeting is in about thirty minutes. We should be on our way now,” Edward informed Malcolm as he entered the large, expansive suite, whose attention was fully buried in the numerous files that were before him. “How far is the investigation into the cause of Zoe's accident going?” Malcolm questioned, instead, with his eyes still fixed on what he was going through, like he had been waiting for him to come around so that he could ask. “They said that there was nothing off and that nothing had been tampered with in the car that could have caused the accident. The truck driver who drove the car died a few weeks ago because of complications from an underlying illness, which made the investigation more difficult because there is no one to question,” Edward explained, the same way he was informed by the officer in charge of the case. “So there are no leads? Nothing to tell us if the accident was premeditated or purely accidental?” Malcolm's eyes were in irritation, evidently
Thinking through everything and how Zoe had been insistent on breaking off the fake engagement she had no idea of, Malcolm didn't know why he wanted to keep her around, when it was so glaring that she wasn't willing to be with him even with her lost memories. ‘For what was he even doing this? The proposal? The increased power he would attain if their marriage was announced?’ he pondered endlessly, as he tried to search in his heart why he was still trying to hold on to something that didn't even exist between them. “The ANCLAIR collaboration proposal has been prepared again, sir. The only thing required is your final review before it is sent out to the head company. Mr. Sinclair would give the final approval as discussed,” Edward reminded Malcolm, when he noticed that he seemed to have calmed down a bit. “Not Zoe?” Malcolm questioned surprisingly. “Her grandfather takes care of a part of the review because she cannot do it all by herself due to the accident,” Edward explained, and
“Thank you. Thank you so much,” Zoe showed her gratitude to the maid who had helped her into her room. The young maid had come out of the storage room she was cleaning, and saw that her boss's fiancé was struggling to get up from the floor. She told the lady not to call anyone or a doctor and just take her to her room. As a new maid with no knowledge of what had happened in the past and had no friends in the mansion, she picked Zoe up in no time even if they were almost the same body size, and scurried up the other grand stairs which led to Malcolm's room quickly as instructed. “It is nothing, ma'am,” the young lady answered with her eyes looking at the floor, unable to look at the face of the person who was talking to her. It was like that with the other members. “Can I know your name?” Zoe asked, as she took the seat on one of the plush couches that was inside the incredibly huge and luxurious room. “Erin. It is Erin,” the lady answered with a slight trepidation, as she wondered