MasukGabriel’s P.O.V.“Aaahhhhhh.”“Aaahhhhhh.”I screamed in a fit of rage while hitting the wheel with my palm harshly.My palm was now throbbing in pain, but the pain in my chest was unbearable.Lauren’s dismissal was like a stabbing pain.But not just one stab.Hundreds of them, and each one was more painful than the previous one.That man told me that Lauren will never recover her memories.Then why is she so cold to me?She definitely loved me.I had felt her love in the last year of our marriage.Her care and devotion was far from a caretaker or someone who only wanted to help me get back on my feet.Then why is she so cold to me?I continued yelling while hitting my palm against the wheel until the pain in my palm surpassed the pain in my chest.“And yet you sued me.”I did wrong by suing her because I am not naive enough to understand that even if she used me for her experiments, her devotion, her care, and her efforts to cure me weren't fake.They were genuine, and all those slee
Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)“And yet you sued me,” I remarked coldly, interrupting him mid-sentence.His expression froze.He didn’t even blink.He just stared at me in a daze.I cut short the silence that stretched between us.“I brought you back from death so many times, yet I have to stand up like a culprit in front of the judge in a few days,” I added it coldly, sarcasm still evident in my voice.His lashes trembled.I noticed that.“No…. I…. I….” he tried to say something, but couldn’t speak more than that.“Save your act for someone who can buy it, Mr. Westfield. Bringing those memories to the table isn’t going to help you or me. I hope that you can tell the judge those memories. It may be possible that the judge shows some sympathy for me.I used every word like a sharp and pointed dagger.His face turned pale bit by bit, but I didn’t care.I stopped caring about him the second he proposed the divorce.“I don’t know why you are here, and I really don’t want to know because I do
Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)“Yes.” Vincent answered, and I growled, stomping my heel in the process.“I need some more time to get more information on them, love. Be good and be my bait for now.” My eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets in shock.A bait?Did…. Did he actually call me a bait?He chuckled teasingly.“You dare.” I threatened him, but he laughed this time.“Go now. They are searching for you,” he urged in a very low voice.I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down first.“Fine.” I rolled my eyes and looked at Carla, who was now looking at me curiously.“We are going to the reception. Tell the receptionist to take Mr. Westfield to the first meeting room there.” I instructed her in an irritating tone while marching towards the staircase again.“We…. we can take the elevator,” Carla suggested in a low voice.“I am feeling like walking,” I yelled, startling her in the process.“I am not talking to you,” I yelled at Vincent this time, and hung up.I stomped my heel a
Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)We were being watched.So what are we playing now?Sherlock Homes?It seemed like this.Xander’s expression froze for a few seconds.The fear in his eyes was genuine.Still, trusting him was a question.He tried to smile again, but it looked so fake that even I looked at him in disgust.“You are a psychologist, Xander.’ I scolded him, and he still smiled nervously.I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath.“So, tell me about the first patient that raised suspicion in your heart,” I asked him nonchalantly, eating my salad, but my fingers were now running on the screen of my phone.Xander gulped down the contents of his mouth and looked at his phone screen before answering me.“His wife—she said something during her interview that both Dr. Bennett and I felt suspicious about. She said that they have already waited for so long. The way she spoke this phrase, it felt as if they knew from the beginning that we would conduct this experiment.”For a second, I forgo
Caellum’s P.O.V. (Continued)“Alright, Mr. Shaw. There is something else that I need to report to you,” Bowan replied to me in the same way.“What is it?” I asked him, moving my gaze from sky to the road.“Liam Sterling. He is an illegitimate child of one of the three branches of the present family. Which one, it’s hard to find, but he is a Sterling. He came back to the family three years ago. Before that, no information is available, and this felt like a meticulously prepared deceit.”I listened to him while watching the traffic afar.“After going through the footage of the lounge, it felt as if he wanted to be noticed, and there was something odd with his eyes.” I furrowed my brows, intrigued by this report now.“Ms. Shaw said that he had the same eyes as the assassin, but that’s not possible.” I furrowed my brows tightly this time.“Why?” I asked him, interrupting him.“I…. I am still investigating, Mr. Shaw, but one thing that I am sure of is that Liam Sterling’s eyes aren’t natur
Caellum’s P.O.V.“These are calculative moves, and I am sure that all of them are directed to Ms. Shaw. She handled them very well, but I am afraid that they still have a few moves left.” Nathaniel gave his opinion, his brows knitting so tightly that they seemed like a thick black line on his forehead.I listened to him intently while going through the documents that were related to the termination of the contract with our biggest dealer and how they tried to pressure Lauren.“Ms. Shaw has already shortlisted a few small suppliers, and I also think that we should have more than one supplier now. We always look for a long-term partnership, but these people took this for granted.” He continued, and I took a deep breath before closing the document.Lauren had a few meetings with her different teams appointed to select test subjects for her project.So, I came to the company today and called Nathaniel.“They dare to threaten Lauren, huh?” I asked sarcastically, and Nathaniel smirked coldl







