Helen leaned close to Emily’s ear and whispered in her conspiratorial tone, “Of course, they’ve been handpicked just for you. Every single one of them is carefully selected. They’re as pure as they come. They have never dated anyone before, pure in every sense!“You’ve been stuck seeing too few men. Only Justin and Sean. This time, I’m broadening your horizons!” Helen added with a mischievous grin, her eyes twinkling with playful intent. “You were just trying to set me up with Sean just a few days ago,” Emily said, puzzled. “I’m on your side! Sean or anyone else, it doesn’t matter, as long as you like them,” Helen said with a wink. “Once you meet more guys, you’ll figure out your type!” She tugged Emily to sit on the sofa, and soon, a group of young, eager men surrounded them, all vying for attention. Drinks began piling up in front of Emily. Given her situation, she knew she shouldn’t drink, but the constant coaxing left her little choice. She reluctantly picked up a low-
Justin's expression darkened as he glanced at his phone, confirming two missed calls from William. *Emily, unable to drink much, focused on nibbling her way through the fruit platter. One of the young men, full of boyish charm, noticed her and picked up the platter. He speared a piece of fruit with a fork and held it up, gesturing to feed her. Caught off guard by the gesture, Emily hesitated, curiosity flickering in her mind. She had never experienced anything like this before. “It’s just a piece of fruit, nothing wrong with that,” she thought. With that, she opened her mouth and bit into the offered fruit. Meanwhile, Helen was engrossed in chatting with one of the young men, while others serenaded the two women with love songs. The charming young man poured Emily a glass of light wine. Someone suggested they drink arm-in-arm. Emily waved her hand in refusal, but the young man looked at her with mock hurt. Holding the glass out to her, he said pitifully, “You wou
“William!”Justin’s voice was cold and sharp as he spotted William at the door. William stepped into the room, sensing the tension. The door, left slightly ajar by Zac earlier, creaked open. “Didn’t I tell you to take her home? What’s she doing at a bar?” Justin’s anger flared, his tone cutting. At that moment, everyone in the room sensed the shift in atmosphere. The singing stopped, and someone turned off the music.William glanced briefly at Emily before answering honestly. “Mr. Yates, Miss Yates insisted on coming here. If I didn’t bring her, she planned to drive here herself after I dropped her off at the villa.” Justin clenched his teeth, his frustration boiling over. “Emily, you are getting pretty bold, huh? Ignoring my orders now?“I told you to go home and sleep, and you sneak off to a bar instead?” Emily, unfazed, responded calmly, “It’s not like the contract says I can’t go to a bar.” “It does now!” Justin growled. Without another word, he stormed over
Justin’s face was dark with anger. He swung the door open and shoved Emily out of the bathroom with enough force that she stumbled to the floor.Yet, her expression remained indifferent, as if entirely unaffected. Calmly, she picked up her clothes from the floor and began dressing herself. Supporting herself against the wall, she staggered out of the bedroom in the dark.She found her way to the guest bathroom and cleaned herself up. As she scrubbed away the remnants of the evening, a smirk crept onto her face. Once again, she had managed to frustrate Justin. The thought amused her, and she couldn’t help but chuckle softly.After her shower, Emily wrapped herself in a towel and headed to the living room to retrieve her suitcase. She carried it back to the guest room, rummaged through her belongings, and changed into a fresh pair of pajamas.By the time she was settled, it was past 3 a.m. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, and all she could think about was the ravioli Mrs. Zimmer used to
Helen's sharp tongue could really be infuriating at times.“Where are you taking me?” Helen asked, suddenly feeling a bit nervous about Zac’s silence and determined demeanor. “I’m taking you home!” Zac replied firmly. When the car stopped, Helen looked out, her tipsiness fading slightly as confusion set in. “Zac, this isn’t my house. Where the hell are we? Take me home!” Zac got out, opened her door, and unbuckled her seatbelt. “My home is your home!” he declared. Without waiting for her reply, he steadied her wobbling steps and led her into his place. “Zac, let go of me! You’re tangled up with another woman, and now you’re dragging me to your house? Let go!” Helen protested, struggling against his grip. “I’m not tangled up with anyone. I’ve never had another woman. I only like you!” Zac said, his voice laced with frustration. “I don’t believe you!” “Come home with me, and I’ll prove it to you!” “Who cares?” “I care!” Zac shot back. Once inside, Zac shut
Mrs. Zimmer noticed the playful tension between Justin and Emily and tactfully left the dining area. Unaware of Emma's return, Mrs. Zimmer assumed that Emily had stormed off to stay at a friend’s place for a couple of days after an argument with Justin, only to be retrieved by him later. Just two days ago, Justin had even called to instruct Sam to have Mrs. Zimmer stock up Emily’s closet with new outfits.When Justin finally finished eating, Emily, who had been enduring the awkward situation like a prisoner awaiting release, quickly stood up from the table. At that moment, her phone chimed with a new message. it was a message from Helen. “Made it home safely.”Emily put her phone down and turned to Justin. “I want to go visit a friend.”Justin, remembering her friend from the bar last night, frowned. “No.”Emily stood frozen, wrestling with her thoughts, before reluctantly stepping forward and planting a quick kiss on his cheek. “I’ll be back before dark.”Justin lowered his g
“Alright, alright, it’s all my fault. Just don’t panic,” Zac tried to calm her down.How could Helen not panic? Emily was almost at her place, and Helen had no idea how to explain why she hadn’t come home last night or the fact that she had spent the night with a man. She threw on her clothes as fast as she could and rushed out the door. Zac drove like a man on a mission, pushing the car to its limits. When they reached the entrance to Helen’s apartment complex, she didn’t even say goodbye. She leapt out of the car and sprinted inside. Zac stayed behind, watching her until she disappeared into the building. As he started to reverse out, he spotted Justin’s car. Justin noticed him too and rolled down his window. The two exchanged a brief nod of acknowledgment. *Helen slowed her pace once she was inside, trying to catch her breath. She stopped by the lobby’s small grocery store to grab a few items, attempting to look as if she had simply been out shopping. When sh
“What’s the plan? Tell me, I want in!” Helen said enthusiastically.“Don’t worry, you’ll definitely be part of it,” Emily assured her.“By the way, how did you get home last night?” Emily asked, shifting the focus to Helen after finishing her own story.“How else? I’d had a bit to drink, so I… uh… grabbed a cab, of course.” Helen avoided Emily’s gaze, her voice carrying a nervous edge. “I’ll swing by the bar to pick up my car later today. As for those younger guys, I had already asked them to leave,” Helen added quickly, hoping to change the subject.Emily nodded, accepting the explanation, and turned to grab the gift bag she had brought. Meanwhile, Helen paced nervously around the room, debating whether to tell Emily about her night with Zac. She had only just found out Zac and Justin were friends. If she had known sooner, she wouldn’t have been so carefree about spending time with Zac at the seaside villa, exchanging contacts, or meeting him for dinners.“What are you doing?
At the very center of the photo stood Emma, a year younger than the rest. Beside her, shoulder to shoulder, was the real Justin Yates in his college years.His expression darkened for a split second before he caught himself and quickly masked it. He covered it well—furrowing his brows, pretending to study the photo with a blank look, like he wanted to remember something but couldn’t quite grasp it.“This picture… I don’t remember it,” he said, feigning confusion. “But wait—why are you in it, too?” He pointed at the image, his tone naive and questioning.Haley lowered her gaze and answered calmly, “It’s your college graduation photo. From Haven State. The girl standing next to you is Emma.“She’s the one who saved your life. You spent years searching for her… the ‘one true love’ you couldn’t forget.”She didn’t even know what she felt as she said it. Maybe she just wanted to help him recover what he had lost. Maybe that was all.But Justin shook his head, flustered. “No, that’s
After they finished walking around the school, Justin suggested seeing a movie.According to Alex’s strategy notebook, watching a movie together was a great way to build intimacy—especially in a dark theater, sitting close together. The earlier plan at the school had worked pretty well, so Justin was eager to keep following his son’s guide. Later that evening, he also planned to take her to a bustling night market—more shared experiences, more bonding.“There’s a new movie out. Want to go see it with me?” he asked hopefully.“No need,” Haley replied flatly. “Didn’t you say you wanted to recover your memory? Since we’ve already seen your high school, let’s stop by the Yates family estate. Maybe being there will help jog your memory too.”She wasn’t interested in the movie date. If they were going to revisit the past, she wanted to get it over with in one go so there would be no excuses to keep dragging her around next time. Yes, she was grateful that he had saved her life on t
“That was my seat.” Justin led her to a desk near the middle of the classroom, pointing it out. “This is where I used to sit. My deskmate back then was Zac.”He blinked in confusion. “Why do the textbooks look different?”Haley flipped open one of the books left behind by a current student. A name she didn’t recognize was written inside the cover. Probably a student from the current class. No wonder the textbooks were different. Justin’s memory was still stuck in his senior year, but those students would have graduated by now. These must be juniors who had just moved up.Still, something didn’t add up. When she found him injured years ago, he had been wearing a foreign school uniform. Judging by the look of it, he must have been studying abroad. So how was he suddenly enrolled in a high school in Haven State?The question lingered in her mind, so she asked. Of course, she didn’t mention the fact that she had found him half-dead in a trash bin.“I already graduated overseas,” Jus
In the Vice President’s office, Harry sat behind his desk, scowling, his face etched with frustration.The door clicked open, and Jacob stepped in, locking it behind him.“Son, finally!” Harry slammed his palm on the desk. “That little bastard actually woke up! A vegetable! How the hell does someone just wake up from that?!”By now, word of Justin’s recovery and his meeting that morning with Chairman Quinn had spread through the upper ranks of RC Corporation. To be more accurate, the rumors had already started circulating yesterday, the moment he showed up on the executive floor.“Calm down, Dad,” Jacob said, pulling out a chair and taking a seat. His voice was low, his expression unreadable. “Yes, he woke up, but I heard from people in the exec suite that he might have amnesia. They say Sam prepped everything for his meeting with Quinn. Justin was just parroting a script.”“You serious?” Harry’s eyes lit up, the frustration melting into something sharper.“My source isn’t 100%
“Sis, I’m pretty handsome, right?” Justin asked, grinning proudly.And just like that, his voice shattered the illusion Haley had briefly fallen into.She gave him a look. “Don’t flatter yourself. Let’s go.”The two headed downstairs, where William was already waiting to drive them to RC Corporation. He pulled into the underground parking garage, and they made their way up to the executive floor.Inside the president’s office, Haley still wasn’t fully at ease. She had him run through the negotiation script one more time, rehearsing the key points like a stage play. Only when Justin delivered his lines with calm precision did she finally relax.“This shipment is critical for the international project’s timeline,” she reminded him. “You read through the materials yesterday—you get how important this is, right?”Justin nodded.“Don’t stress too much. Just channel that cool, commanding energy you had a minute ago,” Haley said, coaching him seriously. “Get in there and bluff your way
Following Haley into the kitchen, Justin was about to speak when he caught the sound of her voice—she was chatting with Helen.Haley had just poured herself a glass of water from the fridge. Helen, as always, was talking non-stop at her side.“Sis, with Justin calling you ‘sis’ every day, doesn’t it kinda feel like you’ve got yourself a younger, puppy-eyed boyfriend?” Her tone was teasing, full of mischief. “Kinda like that matchmaking event I set up for you back then.”She nudged Haley’s shoulder, waggling her eyebrows suggestively.That one line pulled both of them back to that night at the bar.Haley shot her a look. “You’re pregnant. Can you not let your imagination run wild for once? If you’re that curious, have Zac call you ‘sis’ every night.”“Oh, come on. What’s the harm in a little gossip?” Helen giggled. “Honestly though, this amnesia version of Justin is kind of adorable. All innocent and wide-eyed. You’re telling me you don’t feel anything?”“No,” Haley answered flat
Haley pressed her fingers to her temple, her headache building. “Prepare a full briefing. I want all the contract details, background on the partner company, and a response script. He needs to memorize everything by tomorrow. He’s going to that meeting.”She gestured toward Justin, clearly making him responsible.“Yes, ma’am,” Sam replied.“And one more thing,” Haley added, her tone sharp. “Find a new supplier. Once this delivery is done, terminate the contract. We’re not working with unreliable partners.”“Understood.”As Sam left, Haley turned to Justin, looking down at him from where she stood. “Memorize the talking points. Lock the key contract terms in your head. Tomorrow, you’re facing their CEO. Think you can handle it?”Justin blinked up at her with wide, innocent eyes. “Don’t worry, Sis. If it’s something you asked me to do, I’ll make sure I get it right!”*That evening at Mistletoe Villa, Helen had just returned from a prenatal checkup. Everyone was gathered in the l
“You want your memory back, right? Great. Go ahead and read through these files and sign off on them. That’ll jog your memory in no time.”Haley pushed the day’s workload onto Justin’s desk. Memory loss or not, she was sure his business instincts and decision-making skills were still in there somewhere.It was just like when she had lost her memory. Her painting skills and foreign languages had still been there, buried in her subconscious.Justin didn’t need to recall every detail of the past. As long as he could function in the office and resume his role as president, that was good enough.He froze. Sure, he wanted to grow closer to Haley and get her to care about him again, but going back to work so soon? That hadn’t exactly been the plan.Still, realizing what she wanted, he didn’t argue. Instead, he obediently picked up the first document and started reading carefully.Then, suddenly, he asked, “Sis, what’s the project timeline for the international expansion? I don’t remembe
Zac jogged off in a hurry, not daring to stick around and witness more of Justin’s embarrassment.Justin, having failed to sneak into Haley’s room, had no choice but to sulk back to the guest room the housekeeper had prepared for him.*The next morning, Haley came downstairs for breakfast. She hadn’t slept well—staying up late to work, only to get riled up by Justin all over again. The dark circles under her eyes were impossible to hide, no matter how much concealer she applied.She stepped into the dining room and spotted Justin already sitting at the table.“Morning, sis!” he chirped.He looked every bit the picture of youthful energy, dressed in a clean athletic tracksuit, his expression bright and full of life. He really did look like a high school senior.Haley took one look at his well-rested, cheerful face and felt an unexplainable surge of irritation rise in her chest.She didn’t say a word. Ignoring him completely, she walked to her seat and sat down. Her gaze swept t