LOGINThese days, aside from spending time with Winston, Alyssa also made time to oversee work at KS Group. With Damien's return, Julien's rescue, and Jasper's heartfelt comfort, she was clearly in a much better state; she was more driven than ever now. She knew Uri was only a pawn. The one truly responsible for Mandy's severe injuries, Jonah losing an eye, and Winston's memory loss was Justin. He was behind everything. What she hated the most was anyone targeting her loved ones. From the very beginning, she had wanted to tear down Justin's dark empire and bring justice to light. Now, that resolve had grown into something far more personal and unrelenting. She wanted to deal with him herself. For every person he had hurt, she would make him pay—precisely and painfully. After a full day of meetings at KS Group, Alyssa returned to the hospital at night. She visited Winston first, then Mandy, and finally headed to Jonah's ward. At that moment, Jonah, dressed in a hospital gown, sat
Eden led Gustav out of the gambling den. As expected, a top-tier Rolls-Royce was parked across the street. Even in the dim light, its sleek, gleaming body radiated wealth. As the two approached, another bodyguard stepped out of the car. Without a word, he pulled out a bottle of air freshener and sprayed it directly at Gustav's face. Gustav choked, coughing violently until tears welled up in his eyes. He raised his hands to shield his face, but the bodyguard sprayed him several more times, dousing him from every angle as if preparing him for a grill. "What the hell? What the fuck are you people trying to do?" Gustav snapped. Eden offered a faint smile. "My apologies, Mr. Holm. Mr. Beckett is a germaphobe and dislikes the filth from underground gambling dens. Please bear with us." With that, he opened the car door and gestured for Gustav to get in. Gustav climbed into the car, suppressing the fury burning inside him. But the moment he saw Justin, an inexplicable sense of in
As much as Remy tried to hold back his tears, he only ended up sobbing harder. "Dad, I'm sorry… I lost my memories, and I forgot about you, Mom, and my siblings. I even…"He even found himself teetering on the edge of killing his loved ones—the very people who shared his blood. He choked, unable to put his regrets into words. Winston exhaled softly. "What's there to be ashamed of just because you lost your memories? Look at me—I've lost mine too. I've forgotten all of you, my children!" Though he spoke lightly, his eyes reddened. "But whatever happened is in the past. The most important thing is that you've come back. All that matters is that you're home."Neil, get me a pen." Though puzzled, Neil handed him one without hesitation. "Lyse, here." Winston passed the pen to Alyssa and rolled up his sleeve, exposing his forearm. "Write all your names here. If I look at them every day, I'll remember eventually. "It's fine if I've lost my memories. As long as we're still a f
"How are you feeling today, Dad? Are you feeling better?" Alyssa asked with a bright smile that reached her eyes.Her smile looked as carefree and innocent as it had been when she was young. With a spring in her step, she hurried over to Winston, then knelt beside him and clasped his bony hands tightly in her trembling ones. She knew she was no longer that carefree girl. After everything she had been through, the shadows in her eyes could not be erased, no matter how convincing her smile was. Even so, she did her best to appear childlike, hoping to resemble the version of herself preserved in Winston's earliest memories. She suspected his amnesia worked like Alzheimer's, where memories faded in reverse order. He might have forgotten who she was now, but perhaps the memory of her as a child still remained. If that was the case, maybe becoming that little girl again would help him remember her sooner. At that thought, tears welled in her eyes, and she had to force them back, afr
Neil pressed on, "She looks like your wife, doesn't she? You used to say Ms. Alyssa and your wife were so alike—in both appearance and personality—that they seemed like exact copies of each other.""My wife… Feli—"A deep frown creased Winston's face. Suddenly, a sharp, agonizing pain tore through his head. He clutched his head frantically, gasping for breath. "Mr. Taylor!" Unable to bear seeing him in such pain, Neil hurriedly said, "It's alright. Don't force yourself. Let's stop if you can't remember…"Winston lowered his head, his hands tightening around the blanket on his lap. Then his fingers spread, the veins on the back of his hands throbbing visibly. "Ci… Ci…" he murmured, the name etched deep within his heart. "Mr. Taylor, you just said your wife's name! Do you remember her now?" Neil exclaimed, dropping to one knee beside him, his eyes brimming with tears. Cici—also known as Felicity Whitaker—was Alyssa's mother's birth name. In Kontina's top-secret files, she w
"Well, everything is going pretty well for me here in Mosgravia. The only problem is that I'm bored of the local women. They're no fun anymore. After fooling around with them, I realized women from Cyrris are far more enjoyable—especially with their slim waists and soft bodies," Zachary said. Used to Zachary's vulgarity, Justin replied calmly, "If it's women you want, I can arrange that. Just tell me how many, and I'll send some over.""There's only one woman I'm interested in.""Go on.""It's the woman working for you—the caretaker with the last name Gillis." Zachary's voice turned dark and mocking. "She's been on my mind since the last time I saw her. I can't seem to forget her."Justin pressed his lips together, his dark eyes flickering. He glanced at Sheryl, who stood behind him, unaware of the situation. With a slight wave of his hand, she understood the signal and quietly left the room. "What? Can't bear to part with her?" Sensing Justin's silence, Zachary chuckled coldly
A hush silence hung in the air before the crowd buzzed in excited whispers. The guests had not expected to come across the juicy gossip at the birthday event.The look in Alyssa's eyes hardened. Yet, she remained composed. Everything was under her control. Landon ran to her worriedly and panted heavy
After greeting the guests, Rose brought Alyssa to her studio. The mentor and mentee were as close as sisters. They chatted and laughed merrily in private.There, Rose served Alyssa excellent tea and desserts from the top pastry chefs in the nation. Not even the guests on the first floor had the honor
In the deep of the night, Liana sat in the corner of a rowdy and tiny bar. She kept a low profile by wearing black athleisure, which was a stark contrast to the women around her with heavy makeup and skimpy clothes. She was like a fish out of water.After a long wait, she felt the hot breath of a man
It seemed that Liana would move into Seaview Manor as the future Mrs. Beckett and live with Jasper soon. Alyssa was understanding because she would have felt upset at the belongings of Jasper's ex-wife lying around too. "So, I guess they're a problem for you? Why don't you throw them out instead of






