Elysia's pov I felt a sense of relief wash over me as Macy walked into the hospital room. I embraced her, grateful for her presence. "Macy, it's so good to see you," I said, my voice filled with warmth. Macy hugged me back tightly. "It's good to see you too, Elysia," she said. "I heard Damon was here. Is he still around?" I pulled away from Macy, a worried look on my face. "He had to leave in a hurry," I said. "Do you know why?" Macy shook her head. "He said something about work," she said, her voice tinged with concern. "But he seemed pretty agitated when he got the call." I frowned, wondering what could have happened to make Damon so upset. "Did he say anything else?" Macy hesitated for a moment before speaking. "He called Ellen too," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. My heart sank as Macy spoke. I knew Ellen and Damon had a complicated relationship, and I couldn't help but wonder what he wanted from her. "Why did he call Ellen?" I asked, my voice trembling. Macy s
Damon's pov As I sat across from Hector in the crowded café, I couldn't help but feel a sense of annoyance at his presence. It wasn't that I feared him or even disliked him, it was simply that I found his constant meddling to be a nuisance. Despite our tumultuous history, I had hoped that he would have moved on from his obsession with taking everything from me. However, as he began to speak, I knew that my hopes had been in vain. Hector claimed that my father had lied to me and that he was indeed interested in taking over the transportation company, along with the casino. I was initially taken aback by this news, as I had always thought my father had no interest in the casino. But as I thought more about it, I realized that Hector may have been bluffing. "Why should I believe you?" I asked, eyeing him skeptically. Hector simply smiled in response, a sly look on his face that made me even more suspicious. I wondered what he was hiding, what cards he was holding close to his chest.
Damon's pov I ordered another cup of coffee, trying to calm my racing thoughts. Just as I took a sip, my phone rang. It was Julius, my top executive at the company. "Mr. Damon, there's a strange-looking man in your office. He's claiming that he'll shut down the company if you don't get here in ten minutes." I stood up abruptly, spilling some of my coffee. Who was this man and what did he want? I quickly paid for my coffee and left the cafe, heading straight to the company. I couldn't believe it. Just when I thought I was done dealing with Hector's madness, now there was another problem at my company. I quickly paid for my coffee and ran out of the cafe, trying to make it to my office in record time. I could feel my heart beating fast as I got into my car and started driving towards the company. I tried to calm myself down by taking deep breaths, but it was no use. The thought of someone trying to shut down my company was infuriating. As I drove, I couldn't help but wonder who thi
Damon's pov I could feel the anger boiling up inside of me as Julius tried to calm me down. "Don't worry about Arturo," he said, "He's just a small-time crook. You're bigger than him." "Bigger than him?" I spat out. "He threatened me, Julius. He threatened me and my family. And you're telling me not to worry? You're telling me to be the bigger man?" Julius put his hands up in a defensive gesture. "No, no, that's not what I meant, Damon. I'm just saying that we should look out for plan B. We should be prepared in case the private investigator doesn't find the guy who stole the drive." "Plan B?" I asked, incredulous. "What kind of plan B? We don't have any money to pay Arturo back with." Julius stepped closer to me. "That's where you're wrong, Damon. We can come up with the money. You just have to be creative. Think outside the box." I shook my head. "The money he wants is too much, Julius. I don't know how we're going to come up with that kind of cash." Julius leaned in and whisp
Elysia's pov Ellen's eyes sparkled with excitement. "I have an idea, Elysia. What if you move back in with Damon and pretend that you haven't recovered from your injury? It's the perfect way to find out what he's up to." My heart sank at the thought of being back under the same roof as Damon. "What do you mean?" I asked. Ellen leaned in closer. "You can use this to your advantage. If Damon thinks that you still have no memory of your past, he might let his guard down and reveal his true motives for taking ownership of the companies." I stared at my sister, Ellen, my heart heavy with grief and confusion. It felt like I was being asked to betray my own memories and myself. "You want me to move back in with Damon and pretend that I haven't recovered from my injury?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear. Ellen's eyes shone with determination, but I couldn't help feeling like I was drowning in a sea of uncertainty. "Yes, Elysia. It's the only way to find out what he's up to. You know
Elysia's pov I dialled Damon's number with shaky fingers, unsure of what I was going to say. My ankle throbbed in pain as I waited for him to pick up. "Hey, Elysia, what's up?" Damon's voice sounded calm and collected, but I knew better than to be fooled by his façade. "I'm about to get discharged from the hospital," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I was wondering if you could come back." "Of course, I'll be there in a few minutes," Damon replied. As I hung up the phone, my thoughts raced. I still couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about Damon's behaviour lately. I couldn't trust him, not completely. But then a nagging voice in my head told me to give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he had a good reason for transferring ownership of my company and my father's company to his name. When Damon arrived at the hospital, I put on a brave face, pretending that everything was fine. I didn't want him to know that I was still struggling to trust him. "How's th
Damon's pov My mother's face contorted with anger, and before I could react, she slapped me hard across the face. I stumbled backward, my cheek stinging with pain. "Mother, how could you?" I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes. "I'm sorry, my dear," she said, her voice softening. "I just got carried away. Please forgive me." I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. As angry and hurt as I was, I knew that my mother loved me in her own way. But I also knew that I had to stand my ground and protect what was important to me, even if it meant going against my own mother. "I can't sell the company to you, mother," I said firmly. "But I promise to always take care of you and provide for you, no matter what happens." It was as though I could see her insides turned as I said those words. She was trying it hard for the first time to hide the rage but I could see it all, she was doing a poor job. I quickly drifted my gaze from her and I sat across from my mother, feeling a knot fo
Elysia Pov As I walked into the precinct I could see judging eyes glaring at me like a delusional woman. That's right, I've gone insane. I can no longer think clearly. I placed the bag of guns on the chief's table and said, "These are unregistered guns owned by Damon, you can go through, run a test and you will see that one of these was used in killing his daughter." Since I couldn't find the exact gun, which I'm sure Damon already dispose, at least he will be charge for illegal trafficking of guns. ... "Mrs. Contreras, you are aware this is a serious crime?" The chief queried. "I'm aware." I raised my brows with reddened eyes. My cheeks swollen as my eyes kept searching for Damon. "Okay, we will investigate this, but this doesn't guarantee that your husband will spend a longer time in jail. And if this happens to be a fake report, there are consequences. You might go to jail for false information, are you sure about this?" The chief enquired again. I know what he was trying
Elysia's pov Damon turned towards me, his expression still unreadable. "If you want to be the CEO, Elysia, you're going to have to work for it. You'll start as my assistant, and we'll see how you handle the job. If you prove yourself, then maybe we can talk about making you the CEO." I gritted my teeth, my fists still clenched. I couldn't believe that he was making me jump through all these hoops just to prove myself. "I don't need your help, Damon," I spat out, my anger boiling over. "I can do this on my own. I don't need you to hold my hand and guide me through everything." Damon's lips quirked up in a small smile. "Is that so? Well, then. I guess we'll see how well you do on your own." He walked towards the door, turning back for a moment to add one final remark. "But just remember, Elysia. This is my company as much as it is yours. And I won't let you ruin it." I watched him leave, feeling a mixture of anger and frustration. I couldn't believe that Damon was making things so
Elysia's pov "I can't believe you're doing this to me, Damon!" I yelled, my frustration and anger mounting with each passing moment. "You know how hard I've worked to build up that company, and now you're telling me that I'm not fit to take over? That's complete bullshit!" Damon's expression remained calm, but I could see the hint of irritation in his eyes. "Watch your language, Elysia," he said firmly. "You're not doing yourself any favors by acting like this." I didn't care. I was too angry to care. "You know what, Damon? Screw you!" I spat, my voice rising with each word. "Screw you and your stupid mother! She've been trying to steal my company for months, and now you're using my memory loss as an excuse to take it away from me. You've taken over my family's company, and now you are doing this to me as well. Well, I'm not going to let that happen." Helen, who had been standing beside Kylian, stepped forward, her face twisted in anger. "You're lying, Elysia," she said, her voice
Elysia's pov "Take the money and move," he said, his voice shaking. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I took the bag and slowly backed away. The man followed me, his gun still trained on me. As I spun to my right, and I saw his car parked just a few yards away. He motioned for me to follow him, and I complied. We walked in silence, the only sound being our footsteps and the occasional sound of a car passing by. When we got to his car, he opened the trunk and told me to put the bag inside. My hands were shaking as I tried to lift the heavy bag. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I looked down and saw a gunshot wound. I stumbled, trying to stay upright, and the bag fell to the ground. "Come on, hurry up!" he shouted. I struggled to pick up the bag, feeling the blood soaking through my pants. Eventually, I managed to place the bag inside the trunk. I turned to face him, my eyes blurry with tears of pain and fear. But then, something strange happened. The man was lying
Damon's pov My heart skipped a beat as my father rushed into the room with a gun in his hand. I had never seen him so unhinged before, and it scared me. "Father, put the gun down," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "This isn't the way to handle things." But my father was beyond reason. He pointed the gun at Quincy, his eyes blazing with anger. "You'll pay for what your father did to me!" he shouted. I could see the fear in Quincy's eyes as my father took aim, and I knew I had to act fast. I lunged forward, grabbing my father's arm and trying to wrestle the gun away from him. "Stop it, Father!" I yelled. "This isn't the answer!" But my father was too strong for me, and he pushed me away with a fierce shove. I stumbled backwards, watching in horror as he pulled the trigger. The sound of the gunshot echoed through the room, and for a moment, everything was still, as my father shot at the roof. I felt sick to my stomach as I realized what had just happened. The board members
Damon's pov It was morning, and Elysia looked radiant as she sat at the breakfast table, sipping her coffee and nibbling on a croissant. But even as I watched her, something nagged at me, deep in my heart. Had she remembered? Had she figured out what I had done? As she rose from the table and headed upstairs to change, I took a deep breath and tried to shake off my anxiety. But when she reappeared, dressed and ready to go, my nerves were still on edge. I tried to put on a brave face as we headed to the living room, where our son Ian was playing with his toys. But I could feel the tension between us, and I knew that something was off. As I settled onto the couch, my phone beeped with a new message. I glanced over the screen, and my heart skipped a beat. It was from Julius, "Quincy Randolph, is at the transportation company, he held an open meeting. Where are you?" My eyes turned red with anger. How dare he? How dare he try to steal my company out from under me? I stood up, my
Elysia's pov As I drove down the road towards the beach Helen had picked, I encountered heavy traffic. The cars moved sluggishly, causing me to feel restless and anxious. I kept checking the time on my dashboard, hoping I wouldn't be too late. Finally, I reached the beach, and as expected, Helen was already there. She had parked her car and was waiting with a big bag by her side. As I parked my car beside hers, I noticed that the beach was empty, with no one around except for us. It was just afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow on everything around us. I got out of my car and went over to Helen, feeling curious and a little apprehensive. "Hey Helen," I said, "where are the company documents?" Helen looked at me with a strange expression on her face, and then suddenly went down on her knees. "Elysia," she said, "I can never hand over those documents to you." "What?" I said, feeling stunned. "What are you talking about?" Helen opened her bag, and my eyes
Elysia's pov We were so excited but then, we excitement quickly fades as I realizes that they will need to open the safe. I takes a deep breath and looks at Macy with a worried expression. "I don't know how to open it. Maybe my fingerprint will work?" I suggests, beginning to stamp my fingers all over the safe. Macy shakes her head, "I don't think so, it's probably not set up to recognize anyone's fingerprints but the owner's." My heart sinks as I realizes Macy's words are true. I give up, tears forming in my eyes as I contemplates the idea of forcing a memory I might not even remember. Macy notices my distress and quickly thinks of a solution. "Instead of that, let's try all birthdays. We'll start with your parents and sister, then move on to Kate's brother, Adam, Damon, and Ian." I nods and they begin trying all possible dates, but the safe remains locked. Frustration builds up as they try over and over again. My anxiety worsens with each unsuccessful attempt. Just when we wer
Elysia's Pov "I don't know what you're talking about, Damon," I say, my voice shaking with fear. "Please, you have to believe me." Damon looks intrigued by my denial, and for a moment, I think he might let me go. But then he shakes his head and releases his grip on my arm. "Fine," he says, his voice cold and distant. "Go." I rub my wrist slightly, trying to ease the pain where his fingers had dug in, before turning and walking slowly out of the room. Once I'm outside, I break into a run, my heart pounding in my chest as I race towards my car. I can feel the fear gripping me as I drive out of the villa and onto the street. My hands are shaking on the steering wheel, and I find it hard to catch my breath. As I drive across the bridge, my mind is a blur of emotions - fear, anger, and confusion all mingling together. And then, suddenly, I can't take it anymore. I pull over to the side of the road and jump out of my car, gasping for breath. I stand there on the bridge, the wind whipp
Elysia Pov I felt a lump in my throat, as though I had always suspected that Helen had a wild side, but I didn't want to believe that she would sleep around with anyone. "Do you have any proof?" I asked hesitantly. Macy then said, "Actually, Elysia, you secured pictures of Helen with some guys a while ago. Don't you remember?" I shook my head, feeling a wave of confusion wash over me. "I don't remember that, Macy. You know I lost my memories." Macy sighed and said, "That's right, I forgot. Look, Elysia, let's go to the office tomorrow, and I'll help you go through all the files and paperwork. We'll see if we can find any evidence of what Helen is up to." I nodded slowly, feeling grateful for Macy's help. "Thank you, Macy. I don't know what I would do without you." Macy laughs, "You don't have to thank me, Elysia. We're friends, and I'll always be here for you, no matter what." "Macy, I talked to Helen earlier, and I threatened her. I told her I wanted the company, but she said s