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'
[Nicolas Gauthier]: Dianne, I'm at the front.Dianne quickly got up from her dressing table as soon as her eyes finished reading the incoming message from the man who was still keeping his distance from her.She quickly grabbed her bag and ran to the living room. She looked again in the mirror which was taller than her body to make sure her dress was neat and the light powder on her face looked natural.Today one of the employees at Buenos Solar Company was getting married. She is the general manager of the public relations department and has invited all her colleagues at the company to her wedding. The bride is one a rich person and a businessman, so the wedding reception is on the grounds of the groom's family villa, which is of course rich.Of course, Nicolas had to attend the wedding, after all, it was a form of appreciation and respect for his employees. Inevitably he had to come with Dianne because people only knew that the two had announced their engagement.Dianne was forced t
"Do you have any evidence or basis for your statement just now, Mr Nicolas?" exclaimed one journalist and was followed by similar questions from other journalists.Nicolas nodded. "Of course I have proof. And I will show it to all of you." The man glanced at Detective Arron so that he could tell the operator controlling the screen to play their presentation.Next, there was a recording of the conversation that Detective Arron had given Nicolas two days ago.The crowd listened intently with bated breath and shock. They also saw several photos and videos with their faces blurred as proof that the recording was authentic.The situation became increasingly frenzied and uncontrollable, the evidence of the footage caused mixed reactions, but people now knew that there was a mastermind who ordered the hitman to harm Nicolas the CEO."With this... I want to tell someone who has been hiding behind all this." Nicolas wanted to end the press conference as it was already at the end of the program
"He is my fiancé, sir," Dianne babbled, running her fingers through her hair."Did you say your parents are dead and the man you called earlier is your uncle?" the police officer wondered. Confused because Dianne was talking out of her arse."Ah, I was still feeling a bit tipsy," Dianne joked."So here it is, sir. Our team was patrolling and found Miss Dianne's car parked in front of the road near the red light. When we checked her, we found that she was driving while intoxicated and after checking, we detected an alcohol level on her breath of 15 ml/L."Nicolas, who was standing still, could only logicalise everything at this point. He occasionally glanced at Dianne while digesting the notice. He couldn't understand why Dianne was driving while drunk, and the car she was using was the office car too, the car that she had used yesterday to pick up Keenan from the airport.Fortunately, Dianne did not cause an accident and harm other road users. But still, what this girl did was a safet