Two hours later, the door to the hypnosis room opened.Vicky hurriedly approached the doctor. "Doctor, how did Tyler do?""The hypnosis was successful, but we'll have to wait for Mister Hart to wake up to find out if it's effective."Vicky glanced inside the room and asked, "Is he asleep?"The doctor nodded and softly advised, "Mister Hart now trusts you the most, Missus Hart. You must spend more time with him and reduce any potential contact with stimuli. For patients with depression, companionship and care are crucial."Vicky fell silent for a few seconds and replied, "I understand.""He will wake up in a while. You can go in to be with him.""Okay." Vicky was about to enter the room when she remembered something and asked, "Doctor, based on his current condition...has he been suffering from depression for a long time?""You're correct," the doctor said. "This kind of condition is usually a result of long-term repression, depression, and low mood that accumulates over time...
Vicky was stunned, realizing that a part of her did not want Tyler to remember anything.They had an irreconcilable conflict, and she would not know how to face him should he remember the past.After resting in the room for a while, they walked out of the hypnosis room. As they stepped out, they ran into Harry coming their way."Mister Hart, Missus Hart," he greeted them respectfully before glancing at Tyler's expression and giving Vicky a careful look.Vicky understood what he was silently asking and gently shook her head.Harry looked disappointed.If anyone wanted Tyler to recover his memories, it was undoubtedly Harry. There was a lot of work at the Hart Corporation, and Tyler's amnesia was greatly affecting the company's operations.Seeing Harry's dilemma, Vicky asked softly, "Harry, what's wrong?""The rumors about Mister Hart's amnesia have somehow spread, and there are many speculations. Mister Hart is also taking his time to appear. Competitors and partners have heard
"It's fine," Tyler said calmly. "We've looked into everything that we can find, and we won't find anything else even if we keep digging. We'll only alert the others by doing so."Vicky knew that running from one's problems would not solve anything.After a few thoughtful moments, Vicky looked up. "Why don't I come along?"Tyler stared at her intently.Worried that he might misunderstand, she explained, "I might not know as many people as Harry, but I've been to parties with you and met these people a few times. Maybe I can help—"Tyler spoke, "You don't have to explain yourself. I trust you."Vicky's gaze flickered.It had been a long time since she heard the word 'trust' from Tyler's lips. In the past, he would have surely doubted if she accompanied him to the company with any other motives, but he seemed to have changed after the amnesia.Tyler held her hand. "Let's go."...The conference room was filled with people, and every director had come to attend the meeting.Due
When Senior Hart learned that Tyler was not his biological grandson, he was furious and agreed to join forces with Mister Zeeland's father to suppress Tyler's power.Alas, they played right into Tyler's hands.Tyler intentionally released the news of him not being related to the Harts to Mister Zeeland's father, intending to retrieve all the power and shares possessed by Mister Zeeland's father and Senior Hart.By the time they realized what was happening, it was all too late. Both men lost their last fighting chance.Mister Zeeland and his father had always felt humiliated for what happened and never brought it up publicly, yet Tyler made the point to bring up the topic. His intent was evident.Mister Zeeland grimaced, but he refused to give up as he doubted whether Tyler had truly lost his memory. He sneered, "Mister Hart, if you haven't lost your memory, why didn't you show up earlier to clarify the situation? Do you know that our company's market value has hit an all-time low
The situation that Vicky mentioned was indeed known to many high-ranking executives in the company.Mister Zeeland snorted coldly. "Ms. Shaw, are you saying that Mister Hart has been on vacation with you all this time?""That's right."Mister Zeeland persisted. "It's understandable that Mister Hart wanted to take a break, but the company is facing such a big issue, and even the company's market value is being affected. At such a critical moment, it's unacceptable that Mister Hart refuses to come forward.""Tyler is usually too busy. Even on vacation, he can't have a moment's peace. Phone calls keep coming in. It was so annoying that I took the liberty of turning off his phone." Vicky narrowed her eyes as she scanned the people in the room. "Who could've imagined that such outrageous rumors would spread outside? What surprised me even more was that when the Hart Corporation faced a crisis, there isn’t a single soul here in this entire office to handle it but Tyler, leaving him with
Tyler had always remained indifferent even when someone barked insults at him. In truth, he never cared about what others thought of him.Hence, it shocked everyone that Tyler resorted to violence over a few words Mister Zeeland said.Mister Zeeland stared blankly at Tyler and moved his lips to speak, only to faint the next instant.The meeting eventually ended with Mister Zeeland losing consciousness.In the office, Harry came to report on Mister Zeeland's condition. "Mister Zeeland has a severe concussion and is currently being treated at the hospital..."Upon hearing this, Vicky twitched slightly.While she might not understand much about running a business, she was well-versed in social etiquette. As a company CEO, Tyler should not have resorted to violence against Mister Zeeland, not to mention doing it publicly.Tyler had acted impulsively, but since the incident had happened, there was no point in investigating right and wrong further.After a few seconds of silence, Vic
"Vicky." Tyler's warm breath brushed against Vicky's skin. "Are you protecting me?"Her gaze shifted away, and she ignored his question. "We need to maintain a united image and confirm some details. If they ask us where we traveled to and we end up saying two different places—mmph!"Instantly, her words were swallowed by his lips as he kissed her passionately.She froze for a moment and started to push him away. "Tyler, I'm being serious here..."Tyler, however, grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the office desk, deepening their kiss.After a long while, he finally turned his head to release her temporarily.The lack of oxygen left Vicky panting as she glared at the man before her. "Tyler Hart!""Vicky, I'm very happy," his gaze toward her was profound, sending shivers down her spine.Vicky was taken aback. "You...are happy?"Although they managed to handle the board meeting temporarily, there was hardly anything to be happy about as she knew the others would still find
Tyler glanced at Harry and said, "Tell him that he did well and that I'm doubling his year-end bonus."Harry stared at Tyler, unable to react."About the press conference tomorrow..." Tyler added.Harry flinched and immediately snapped out of it. "Don't worry, Mister Hart. I've made the arrangement. We'll shatter the rumors, and none of the reporters will ask any difficult questions..."Tyler remained calm. "Order the reporters to ask the most provoking questions they can think of.""But..."Tyler narrowed his eyes coldly. "But, what?""Nothing."Harry felt a rush of bewilderment and decided it was best not to say anything, so he left the room with a puzzled expression.Vicky had just made some tea and noticed his odd demeanor. Concerned, she asked, "Harry, what's wrong? Has something happened again?""No, it's nothing..." Harry tried to brush it off, but his appearance suggested otherwise.Vicky probed further, "Did Tyler say something odd to you?""Mister Hart...asked me