Nicolas woke up, his eyesight initially looking blurry, and hazy, and the man had difficulty in seeing what was around him. He blinked his eyes so that his pupils could adjust to the bright light in front of him."Oh my, why is it so bright? Where is it?" Nicolas rubbed his eyes and blinked until finally, his nerves began to adjust.Nicolas was shocked, the man now felt like he was in an all-white world. It felt like he was on a bright, white cloud. Nicolas even felt cold and hot at the same time in his senses.Nicolas recalled the last time he felt a tremendous headache, and dizziness, and then fell down in his office. Then, why was he here right now?"Is this my subconscious?" muttered Nicolas to himself, looking around the empty world. "Yes, this is definitely a part of my mind. But... why is this happening?"Of course, Nicolas was well aware that what he was experiencing now was not the real world, he firmly believed that he was now waking up in his mind.Soon, a large light appea
Nicolas held his head and realized he had been lying on the floor. The man got up with difficulty as his whole body was quite cramped at the moment. He dragged his feet to his desk and settled himself there.Nicolas now realized and remembered everything."How come?" he whispered in disbelief. Disbelief at the enormity of what he was only now remembering.Dianne, that girl had been lying to him all along."That girl is completely crazy!" swore Nicolas. Yes, this was Nicolas, the arrogant CEO who was back, along with his traits. All this time, he had only thought of Dianne as a lousy intern secretary whom he often demeaned for her poor performance."Then, because of this accident and amnesia, I foolishly trusted her!" Nicolas clenched his fists. "How could I believe anything that girl said. Fiancée? Damn it! Of all the lies why did she choose to claim to be my fiancé!"Nicolas gritted his teeth, the man got up after looking at the clock that showed seven o'clock in the evening. Nicolas
Dianne stared at the long, endless alleyway, one side of which was the high wall dividing the textile factory area on that cold night. She swallowed heavily, realizing that her actions were actually ridiculous."I'm here, so what?" she said to herself, continuing to pace faster and occasionally startled by the sound of a black cat emerging from behind a clattering trash can.The girl checked her phone, the email she had sent in reply to the terrorist had not been replied to. She tried calling the number that had sent her the photo earlier in the day, but it was not active either."Damn! Is he just a prankster trying to prank me!" cursed Dianne, even though she was quite serious because this was related to her late mother.Dianne took a deep breath, exhaling it so roughly that it caused smoke to come out of her mouth. "Well, I'd better go back home, let's just say I'm jogging at night to an area I've never been to.Dianne turned around, even though she had almost reached a turn that wo
"If you want my money, just tell me how much! You don't have to bother terrorizing me and framing me by bringing up my mother's death!" Dianne exclaimed in a tone that sounded like she was trying not to be scared. "You bastard! My mother is at peace!"The man chuckled from behind the pet top that blocked his face from the moonlight. He shook his head softly. "I don't need money from orphan girls like you," he snapped with both hands in his pants pockets."So, what, asshole?" asked Dianne again, hoping that someone would hear whomever it was and help her."Well, first let me tell you who I am." The man suddenly raised his hand and lowered his hat. "I am Anderson. The biological father of Nicolas."Dianne was quite surprised that the man would show his face, even mention his identity. She was also immediately surprised to see the man's face, which turned out to be old, even though his body shape looked like a young man who was only in his thirties figure."You must be making this up righ
"I'll do it! I'll do what you want!" Dianne squealed in between her choked breaths from Andreas' stranglehold on her neck.Andreas' grip on Dianne's neck slowly eased, giving the girl a chance to breathe a little normally, however, Andreas still hadn't completely let go of Dianne. He wanted to make sure she wasn't lying just to escape death."Are you sure? You're going to do what I say? Then what's the guarantee?" Andreas asked with bulging eyes. The reckless man did not hesitate to kill anyone who stood in his way."Didn't you say that you could have killed me or my brother because you knew where our house was? Isn't it obvious that I can only depend on you for my life and my brother's!" Dianne said with a gasp.Andreas smiled slyly. "You're smart too," he said with satisfaction. "But, have you figured out how to get a million dollars from Nicolas?""Can you let me go first?" pleaded Dianne who didn't like the position they were in, with one press Andreas could have stopped her breat
Dianne glanced at Nicolas as he was listening to the presentation of a finance unit team leader who was outlining the results of his analysis of their financial statements for the month.Since meeting him this morning, the man had not looked at Dianne at all, let alone spoken to her. This caused Dianne to wonder a little.'Nicolas' behavior since this morning has been strange,' Dianne thought, looking back at the presenter with a mind that was still thinking about the man's behavior today. 'Nicolas didn't even reply to my text last night.'After Dianne returned home from the textile factory area last night, the girl sent Nicolas a message asking if he was still working late or what time he would arrive at her penthouse. However, Dianne never got a reply when she woke up and even into the afternoon when they passed each other in the office.'At least he greeted me and told me what time he got home last night,' Dianne thought. She fiddled with her pen while her eyes stared blankly at th
"But, what should I do with that girl?" Nicolas let out a long sigh as he swiveled his swivel chair with his limp legs.Just the thought of talking to Dianne put him in a bad mood, let alone discussing this one thing with her.Nicolas extended his hand to the right, opened the desk drawer, and took out a box of cigars from inside. Yes, the old Nicolas was back, as his memory had returned in its entirety, and the CEO had resumed some of his habits.He put the cigar to his mouth and then flanked it with his lips. From under his coat, Nicolas took out a metal lighter that was dove black in color. He lit the end of the cigarette with the lighter which gave off a blue flame, then puffed out the smoke a few times before the man finally took a deep drag on the cigarette.Nicolas exhaled the smoke in a relaxed manner. Moments later, he let out a small chuckle. "It's funny to think that I never smoked after the amnesia. What was I thinking back then, huh?" he laughed as he looked at the burnt
Nicolas had grabbed Dianne's hand as she was about to leave in a state of irritation and anger. The man didn't know why he had to hold this girl back when his hatred and disappointment should have stopped her.Dianne turned around, the girl felt a sensation of pleasure and relief when it turned out that Nicolas finally responded to something towards her, Even though the man was so indifferent today but at least Nicolas was holding her hand."What?" asked Dianne who half-turned around, but still cast a teary-eyed gaze at the man."Did you just ask me why I'm behaving like this?" Forced to continue his body's spontaneity so as not to appear unstable, Nicolas held Dianne's arm.Dianne frowned, now fully turned around to look at Nicolas standing in front of her. 'So it's true? There is something that is the reason Nicolas is suddenly cold?' the girl thought, waiting for Nicolas' next sentence.Nicolas pondered, should his next sentence be an admission that he had regained his memory of hi