**Third person**The room was silent for a while. Chloe's gaze traveled to Robert's face, searching for answers.“What's the problem?” She pressed on when Robert remained silent for a while.He stood up and walked to the window. One of his hands held the window for support, while the other ran through his hair. “You had surgery for your stomach cancer,” he blurted out. “Cancer?” Chloe echoed, her eyes widening in shock as she clutched a throw pillow to her chest. “I have stomach cancer?” “It's all gone now.”Robert's lips thinned, and he turned to look at her. “I didn't want to tell you about this now, but when you went abroad to school, you used to take all types of drugs.”“Huh?” Chloe seemed too stunned to speak.Robert's chest heaved as he inhaled deeply and then exhaled. “Even your coma was drug-induced.”Since Chloe is now living as Cara, it's only fair to give her Cara’s history as well. “I tried to monitor you and stop you, but I couldn't be around you all the time. So whe
**Third person**"Chloe?" Robert's brows furrowed in shock. Where could she have seen the name? He tried to think of possibilities, but his head remained blank."You just called me Chloe," she pointed out.Ahhh, the problem was from him. He sighed inwardly."Did I?" Robert asked back, feigning ignorance. "Maybe you heard wrong.""Really?" Chloe pressed, her voice filled with doubt. She was pretty sure that she heard him call her Chloe just now.Perhaps Robert was seeing someone else?That was the most natural thing to think when your husband calls you by another girl's name, especially at a moment like this where he's talking about his love for you.Robert's nose wrinkled, and he stared at Chloe intently as he prepared to gaslight her. "You're starting to lose your short-term too; don't you think we should go for a proper check-up?""Me? I feel just fine."Robert shrugged slightly. "Or perhaps... have you gone back to taking hard drugs?"A flicker of annoyance crossed Chloe's face.
**Third person**Chloe took the record reverently, her fingers tracing the worn edges. "I wish I could remember him," she whispered, a pang of longing echoing in her chest.Grandpa Charles placed a comforting hand on hers. "Memories come back in their own time, child. But even if some details are lost, the love remains.""Uh, Grandpa," she stuttered, pressing her fingers against her temple."Feel free, child. You can ask me anything," he urged. "Is it true that I barely knew my father and he'd left when I was young," she blurted out.She believed that he would have known her father better than anyone else. He let out a soft sigh. "My dear, parents are humans too, and so it means that they also have flaws."Paul wasn't exactly a great father; he was absent for the most part of Cara's life. He and Elizabeth had sent Cara abroad when she was just twelve, and she'd grown up there alone. They'd sent her fat allowances, but they never went to visit her, and they didn't ask her to come h
**Third person**Sheraton hotel?She wondered if she'd heard it before. The name held a faint echo—a whisper of a memory she couldn't quite grasp. Still, the idea of a change of scenery, a chance to explore a new place with her grandpa, held an undeniable appeal."Alright," she finally agreed, a small smile tugging at her lips. "I'd like that."Grandpa Charles beamed. "Excellent! I'll let Sarah know. It'll be good for you to get some sunshine and some fresh air.""I used to push you on this swing. Does it ring a bell?" Charles asked, holding onto the rope of a swing.He'd brought Chloe here in the hopes that the park would help with some of her childhood memories.Too bad that it's Cara who grew up here."No," Chloe replied, shaking her head. An air of frustration hung over her; neither the swing nor the park felt even a tiny bit familiar."Hop on; let me push you. Maybe it might help with remembering a thing or two," Grandpa suggested.Chloe giggled. "Are you serious?""Of course!"
**Third person**Jeff grunted. “I didn't forget about it.”“Great! I just called to remind you. I'll see you tomorrow then.”With that, the line went dead. Chloe woke up the next morning to Elizabeth's call.“Hey dear, How are you?”“I'm great!" Chloe replied, feeling enthusiastic."I see you're having a good time. The wedding is today, right?""Yeah, the wedding is today. But it's a shame that we won't to about to explore Miami since we arrived late yesterday," Chloe pouted. The wedding was on Indian Creek city. She'd heard how beautiful it was from Grandpa and she'd have really loved to look around before leaving. Elizabeth was silent. Perhaps it was shock or the fact the she was still trying to process what Chloe had just said. Did she hear wrong? Miami?Chloe, oblivious of what was going on with Elizabeth rambled on. "I was actually hoping we could look around after the wedding, but Grandpa Charles said that he has some important things to do and exploring Miami would have to
**Third person**Twenty minutes earlier,Muffled moans emanated from one of the men's restrooms on the second floor. Felix, the guy that Robert had hired to follow Chloe around and make sure that she didn't run into Jeff, was fucking one of the cooks."Ughhh..." Felix groaned as he released his hot cum into the cook's pussy.Just then, his phone rang. His fingers trembled slightly as he picked up the call. "I hope you didn't let her out of your sight?" Robert's stern voice rang from the receiver."No, boss," he answered, trying to keep his voice steady. "She's drinking a glass of wine right now.""Good," Robert said, and then hung up.As soon as the line went dead, Felix immediately got dressed without even bothering to wash up.Arrangements had already been made. Felix was dressed as a waiter and had a trolley of dishes that he was obviously not going to serve to anyone. After leaving the restroom, he pushed his trolley and was headed towards the wedding hall to keep an eye on Ch
**Third person**"I know, right..." Jeff agreed, oblivious to Richard's sarcasm. "That'd be really wild, especially since I told you to do a background check on Chloe when I first met her." Jeff shot Richard an accusing look, even though he himself knew too well that Chloe wasn't a twin. She'd have mentioned it if she had.The crease on Richard's brow deepened. His friend most certainly didn't believe that Chloe was a twin.He'd only been sarcastic when he said that. "Consider that as an option when you're checking things out. I want you to check out all the available possibilities," Jeff ordered. "No way she was a twin; my background check on her was thorough," Richard countered, shocked by the fact that Jeff actually thought Chloe was a twin. "Yes, right. That's why you missed out on the fact that her father was trafficking drugs.""True," Richard admitted. "I know that I missed out her father's drug trafficking business, but there is no way I'd have left out something like this
**Third person**He immediately gripped Chloe's shoulders and called out to the guards. “Get her to the car immediately. We're going to the hospital.”“What's the problem, Grandpa?” Chloe asked, her face etched with confusion. “Honey, you'll be fine, okay?” One of the guards carried Chloe and headed to the car. Grandpa Charles hurriedly slipped into the car after Chloe; his palms were dripping with sweat as he yelled to his driver, “Start the car at once! And take us to the nearest hospital.”The driver reached for the ignition, and the car engine roared. “Yes, sir,” he answered, and soon the car was already on the highway.“Grandpa,” Chloe called out, her brows furrowing with concern. What was going on?“Shhh….” Charles pressed his finger against the middle of his lips. “Just try to stay quiet, okay? You're having a reaction,” he explained. “A reaction?” Chloe echoed. What was Grandpa talking about? She felt totally fine.“Shh…” Charles reminded her, gesturing for Chloe to remai