เข้าสู่ระบบAdrian"I got the details you needed sir." Clem said, standing in front of my desk with her iPad clutched to her side. I stretched my hand and she placed the device on my hand. I glanced at the screen, pictures of Clara covered most of the screen, pictures of her in different places. Photos from two years ago when she was first spotted after the accident. Photos of her and her son playing at the pack in a different country.It was all there with descriptions. "What does this mean?" I asked to be sure. "She's Clara Hollingsworth. She was in hiding for years with the aid of the mafia boss, Carl." "Carl?" I asked, shocked to hear the name. Carl was not one to get himself involved in normal people's business. How did Clara get to know such a man to the extent of staying in his mansion, under his care for a long time? "Yes sir, he took care of her all those years and made sure no one saw her around. Although she left his house two years ago." Clem informed me. "Are they still in t
3rd person povJulian wasn't the happiest about what was going on. His fear had been his rival, Adrian, getting back with Clara and he'd consoled himself with the fact that she lost her memories and no longer remembered anything that happened before the accident. But they were getting too close than necessary. He had to do something about it but he didn't want to put her off and make her feel like something was wrong just like she thought before. Julian gestured to his table and a waitress strutted towards him with a smirk. "I want more." He spoke with a husky voice and she turned the liquor in her hand into his cup. "Someone broke your heart?" She asked as she turned the drink into his cup. He ignored her the first time and gulped down the drink in one smooth move. He placed the cup on the table for another glass. She smirked and turned more liquor in. "You know, talking about heartbreak helps a bit to ease the ache." "What's your name?" Julian asked, reaching for the glass
Adrian"You lost the right to my son four years ago during the accident." She spat without holding back. Her eyes shooting lasers into my face. "Walking back now and asking for him is useless now. He is my son and I will never let him get close to an emotionally unavailable man." She had tried to hide the emotions behind her words but it slipped in a split second and I caught it. The blank face she'd been giving me all this while, the way she acted like she had no emotions, I finally saw the emotions behind the facade. And it was painful. Raw pain. My heart sank as her words hit me hard. A lot of questions filled my mind at the same time. How did she survive back then? Whose body was at the scene? Did she set it all up just to leave the marriage?My eyelids fluttered as I tried to remain present mentally. "How..." My voice trailed off as I started to speak. "I don't have time for this nonsense Adrian. Stay away from us." Her voice was stern. No doubt she meant every word. She
ClaraThey paused in their steps when they saw me seated behind the table. I was taken back as well but I didn't let it get too obvious, I caught on quickly. "How may I help you?" I asked with a smile. They exchanged glances before taking the empty seats. For five seconds, or maybe seven seconds, they didn't speak, they just exchanged glances as if they were speaking to themselves with their eyes. Roxy and Lu never treated me right and if we had met under different circumstances, I would have walked them out of my office but I couldn't let them know I knew who they were. "Is there a problem?" I asked when the silence went on too long. Roxy shifted her gaze from Lu and flashed me a smile. "Not at all. There's no problem here." She replied, her face looked a bit bothered like she wasn't supposed to say what she came here to say. "I'm sorry to bother you but we came here to tell you to come back home with us." My brows arched at her words and my lips fell slightly open. "What?
Clara"What did he want? What did he ask you?" Julian was already at my office by the time I got there, his hands folded across his chest as he rested on my desk. I exhaled and settled into my seat frost before replying. "Just the same.""The same what?" He asked, his eyes widened like I wasn't telling him anything. "He's still asking if I'm his late wife. Nothing serious." I replied, trying not to make big of the matter. No matter how pissed Adrian made me, I didn't want to get Julian involved. He had a mafia friend who killed for fun and he took the lightest matters seriously. If rather handle things myself than get him involved. "It's not nothing serious. It's as serious as violating your privacy." He spat, his face twisted into a frown. "I hate his aura, his ego, everything." "Calm down Julian, you'll get yourself worked up for nothing. He's just looking for his dead wife. He probably thinks I'm her because we look alike. What he needs is time to heal and accept the fact t
AdrianClara was brilliant as usual, bringing ideas and solutions before the problem would even pose a threat to the company. As she spoke about tackling issues, it was nice to sit back and watch her in her element. Solving problems like she did when we were still married. Like she solved behind my back. I must have lost myself in her glory and audacity. I caught myself smiling after she finished speaking and most of the things she'd said were forgotten by me as I was thinking about how beautiful she was. "Uhhmm, yes. We should do that too." The board members looked at me like I'd said something abominable. "She was talking about moving her desk." One of the members said and I blinked severally, mentally smacking myself in the face. "Okay, that being said. We will have this meeting after all of what we have discussed has been put in place." They stood from their seats and I called one person back. "Doctor C," She turned around. "Or should I call you Clara?" Her face was blank,
Clara's Pov “How do you plan to remedy this Mr. Adrian?” He asked, and the others nodded in agreement to his question. Adrian sat still, composed and unfazed by what was going on–like this was nothing but a business conversation. I wouldn't be so relaxed knowing that I had no real means to solve
Adrian’s Pov “What are you saying Addy?” Elena’s voice struck a chord but I swallowed the original reply that could've been fatal. I finally picked a tie from the wardrobe, if Clara were here, she would've handled trivial matters like picking out a tie to go with my outfit. “I have to go from
Clara's PovI walked in, shutting the door behind me. The action made them notice me. As usual, Roxy was the first person to call me over. “Alas! The queen of the house is back.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm. Lu's smiley expression morphed into a scorn at the sight of me, like I was interrupti
Clara's Pov After I was certain that Adrian had walked away, I fixed my gaze on Julian's face. He had a smug expression on his face. He was bold and protective of me and that was good, but we were still in a public place, and any little unusual activities would be recorded by guests and it might







