Dianne reached for the ceramic mug perched in the storage cabinet at the top of the penthouse's kitchen set. That morning she was about to make coffee to put into practice the knowledge she had gained during her part-time job at the café in the past three months.The return of Nicolas' memory and the CEO's return to his former ruthless nature made Dianne realize that she had to realize her dream of owning her own coffee shop.Nicolas came from the direction of the living room and walked with a slight stagger. He had been a little drunk last night, but Dianne was grateful that Nicolas hadn't done anything to hurt her. All that was left was the pain in her heart and the guilt.Dianne had stayed at the penthouse last night, which was lucky because it was Sunday. Nicolas was the one who told her to stay over because he wanted to talk to her about something with a clear mind.Unlike her usual sleeping in the master suite, Dianne slept in the guest room on the top floor of the penthouse. It
Dianne, who was getting ready to go for home this morning, asked, "So what do you want to talk about?" The girl was not planning on staying at the penthouse. Being aware that she was no longer playing the part of Nicholas' fiancée made the girl uncomfortable.Inhaling deeply, Nicholas let out a big sigh as he gazed out the penthouse's glass window. What should I do in light of all of your lies, in your opinion? He made an effort to remain calm throughout.Dianne answered, putting on an innocent expression, "Kill me."“You believe that's possible? Nicholas rolled his eyes. You want to turn me into a murderer after misleading me and telling me these lies, aren't you?" With a frustrated expression on his face, Nicolas accused. "You're selfish, Dianne!"Dianne shook her head, "I didn't mean it like that." I mean, it's as if there's nothing I can do but demand that one penalty from you. "But I don't want to add to your worries," she continued, a tiny imploring tone in her voice.Nicholas a
"Damn, it must be Andreas. Who else is watching my every move but that old bastard!" cursed Dianne to herself. At a time when she was facing a major conflict with Nicolas, the girl also had to deal with Andreas' threats.The girl continued her steps out of Nicolas' penthouse yard. She stopped a taxi that happened to be passing by and went back to her house still in a state of shock.Nothing worried Dianne more than Nicolas' anger at her. Even for her, making amends to him was more important than thinking about Andreas.'Asking me to smuggle a million dollars for him? That's ridiculous and impossible!' Dianne thought on her way home.-o0O0o-Nicolas rubbed his temples as the man read through some of the news reports that had been tarnishing his image lately. His competitors created all sorts of slanders, which made his company's revenue decline slightly from the last few trimesters.The stock of his company has also fallen quite a bit and reached its lowest level ever."This is bad, re
Nicolas was surprised when Detective Arron suddenly appeared at the door of his penthouse as the man opened the door. "Detective Arron? What are you doing here?"The man dressed in casual clothes flashed a bland smile at the man who was the client whose case he had abandoned. "Good afternoon Mr. Nicolas." He gave the wrong gesture by taking off his pet hat, still in an awkward manner.Astonished as he was, Nicolas had a hunch that Detective Arron must have something to say about his terror and ramming case. He immediately asked the detective to come in and sit down in the luxurious living room."So, what brings you here, Detective Arron? I'm guessing there must be something about our unfinished business," Nicolas half-insinuated with his last sentence.Detective Arron smiled wryly, First he had to apologize and explain the reason for his disappearance for the past two months."I apologize for disappearing for the past two months without giving you any news at all, Mr. Nicolas. I must
"First of all, you must develop a suspicious attitude towards everyone, sir. Even the people closest to you. Even the people you think are impossible. Keep suspecting them. That's the mindset you must instill first specifically for this case," Detective Arron advised in a serious mode."Okay. So?" Nicolas shrugged, it wasn't hard for him because he was the type to pay attention to every detail without missing a single one."Next, try to organize a press conference, Mr. Nicolas," Detective Arron suggested to Nicolas' astonishment."Why is it a press conference all of a sudden? What does it have to do with this case?" Nicolas was quite interested in Detective Arron's suggestion, he was looking forward to something perhaps this could be a trap for the mastermind who wanted to kill him."So here it is, sir." Detective Arron adjusted his seat to make it more comfortable to speak. "Two months ago was the last time the two of us met and at that time I learned that you were still amnesic, sir
Keenan walked out of the airport while dragging his suitcase. The man had just landed from France, this was after two months of finally returning to New York.The man immediately adjusted his schedule in France when Nicolas suddenly messaged him and ordered him to return to the United States this week as well because the company was unstable on several fronts."I knew it, there's no way Nicolas could stand to work alone there while still having amnesia. He ended up calling me again." Keenan sighed as he glanced at the clock on his wrist.His plane was landing in the evening, and so he would be heading straight home to his apartment in the Yellow Street area, not too far from Nicolas' penthouse."Nine o'clock at night. Well, I don't know if I'll be able to sleep tonight." Keenan said to himself. He felt like he had slept for a long time on the plane and now he was hungry.Keenan nodded when a taxi driver offered his services, to be honest for some reason the man felt a little lonely be
"Oh my! Your attitude is getting outrageous. Just you know, when it's just the two of us, you're not Nicolas's fiancée anymore, but my subordinate! Marked it!" scolded Keenan.Dianne shook her head, She understood what Keenan meant and the man was just as arrogant as Nicolas. "No wonder, you two are close friends.""Who? Me and Nicolas?" guessed Keenan pointing at himself.Dianne remained silent as she turned the car to the right when she reached the intersection. "If you're just going to tell me to wait in the car, then get ready to leave. I'll just drop off your stuff at your apartment," Dianne snapped."How dare you." Keenan was at a loss for words, he couldn't even scold the girl anymore as it seemed Dianne was already immune to any form of scolding.Of course, Dianne had even almost died from being strangled by Andreas, and this desperado was just killed by Nicolas to make amends to that man. Why else would she be afraid of Keenan who was nothing to her?They finally arrived at T
Nicolas closed his laptop as the man finished his work. It was already eleven o'clock at night and it was time to go to bed and rest.Tomorrow, the man would inform everyone in his company that he would be holding a surprise press conference. At that time, Nicolas would be watching and observing the faces of some of the people he had marked as suspects of being the mastermind of his collision.Nicolas lay down on his king-size bed and checked his mobile phone briefly before going to bed, he had just read a reply message from Dianne that she had just finished picking up Keenan at the airport and dropping him off at his apartment at ten o'clock last night.A small smile crossed Nicolas' lips without him realizing it. "Good, hopefully, the girl is at her house by now." The man opened the gallery of his mobile phone and looked at his self of him with Dianne until the man fell into a deep sleep.The next morning, as usual Nicolas came to the office with his personal driver, Lucas. He hadn'