Chapter 1

I work as a security guard at a luxury residential complex.My daily routine is simple but demands attention to detail. I register visitors, patrol the grounds, help residents park or move items, and handle occasional emergencies.One morning, a man suddenly showed up at the security booth.He wore an expensive suit and a luxury watch—clearly one of the wealthy residents.He placed a paper bag full of cash on the table and said:“Could you do me a favor in the underground parking garage? Afterward, this money is yours.”My eyes widened at the bag of money.Residents sometimes tipped, but I’d never seen such a large sum.I didn’t agree right away. Instead, I asked cautiously:“What exactly do you need me to do?”He didn’t answer directly. He just typed a number into my phone.“When you get to the garage, I’ll call you with instructions. Don’t worry—it’s nothing illegal.”His tone was calm, as if assigning a trivial task.Though suspicious, I couldn’t resist the huge payout. Besides, as

Chapter 2

Around ten that night, the man returned to the security booth.This time, he acted as if he’d never met me. Speaking naturally, he said:“I’m Mr. Reed from Unit 23rd floor. I think someone broke into my apartment. Could you come check?”I was stunned.This was the same man who’d sent me to the garage that morning—but now he pretended we were strangers.A chill ran down my spine.But as a security guard, I couldn’t refuse a resident reporting a possible break-in.I asked a coworker to cover my post and followed him to the 23rd floor.When he opened the door, I saw a woman standing in the living room.It was the same woman from the car.Mr. Reed put his arm around her and introduced:“This is my wife, Clara.”Then to Clara:“This is the security guard, Ethan.”Clara nodded politely, expression calm.She looked at me with total unfamiliarity—as if she truly didn’t recognize me.My suspicion grew even stronger.I’d helped her only hours earlier. Even if she couldn’t remember details, she s

Chapter 3

For the next few days, I couldn’t stop thinking about Mr. Reed and Clara.I’d seen her twice, but each time she acted like she had no memory of our interactions.Mr. Reed was far too calm about her bizarre behavior—as if he expected it.Worst of all, he kept paying security guards to help him, but never explained what was really going on.I felt increasingly alarmed.A few days later, I noticed my coworker Jake suddenly had money to burn.He bought a watch he’d always wanted and started treating everyone to meals.That night after work, he pulled me aside for drinks.After a few shots, Jake leaned in secretively:“Bro, I hit the jackpot. A resident paid me five thousand dollars just to help him at his place.”My stomach dropped.“Which resident?”Jake lowered his voice: “23rd floor. Mr. Reed.”My face turned pale.Sure enough. Mr. Reed wasn’t just using me.I pressed him: “What did he ask you to do?”Jake shrugged vaguely. “Just watch his wife. He said she has health issues and acts we

Chapter 4

Clara told me she’d been suffering from random memory loss.One moment she’d be doing something; the next, she’d have no idea how she got there.At first she thought it was stress or poor health.But lately, she’d found evidence in her home that didn’t match her memories at all.She asked Mr. Reed, but he always said she was sleepwalking or over-stressed.“But I know something’s wrong,” she whispered. “I can’t just keep forgetting huge parts of my life.”After a moment of hesitation, I told her everything I knew.“We have met twice. Once in the underground garage, when you were very unwell. Mr. Reed sent me to help. Another time at your apartment, when he claimed someone broke in and asked me to stay with you overnight.”Clara’s face drained of color.“So I really am losing my memory…”I nodded.“And every time you lose time, Mr. Reed is involved.”Clara clenched her fists, eyes filled with anger and fear.“I should have known.”She explained that Mr. Reed had married into her wealthy

Chapter 5

For the next two days, we acted carefully.Clara pretended nothing was wrong, living as usual.I monitored the hidden camera feed from the security booth, watching Mr. Reed’s every move.On the surface, he behaved perfectly.He went to work, came home on time, and treated Clara with gentle care. He looked like the ideal husband.If I hadn’t witnessed the truth myself, I would have been fooled.On the third night, the camera finally captured the proof we needed.Mr. Reed returned home, pulled a small pill bottle from his briefcase, and walked into the bedroom.He poured powder from the mystery bottle into Clara’s daily supplement container.Then he poured a glass of water, brought it to her, and said softly:“Honey, time for your medicine.”Following our plan, Clara didn’t refuse. She pretended to take the pill, but secretly hid it in a tissue.Mr. Reed was cautious.He watched her until she drank the entire glass of water.Later, Clara slipped into the bathroom and spat the pill out, s

Chapter 6

With the medical report in hand, Clara contacted her grandfather immediately—the head of the family.Family representatives arrived quickly.Clara handed over everything: camera footage, lab results, voice recordings, and photos of the hidden spy cameras.After reviewing the evidence, Clara’s grandfather was furious.“That bastard!”He ordered an immediate police report and brought in top lawyers.Using the evidence, police quickly built a case against Mr. Reed.The investigation revealed even more crimes.Mr. Reed had not only drugged Clara for months but also spied on her with hidden cameras, using her confused state to fabricate evidence of mental instability and improper behavior.His goal was simple:Force Clara to divorce him under family and social pressure, while discrediting her so the family would continue funding his business.But after months of plotting, he’d left too many clues.The family cut off all financial support to his company and helped police uncover financial fr