All Chapters of After Losing My Memory, I Divorced the Regretful CEO: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The three of us walked out together.Waiting outside were three flashy Ferraris, belonging to Trey’s poker buddies.They strolled over, grinning. “Trey, Evelyn, where to?”Trey casually rattled off a location, and the guys whooped as they jumped into their cars—each one, of course, with a stunning young woman already waiting in the passenger seat.Dolly tugged at my sleeve, whispering, “This is a full-blown rich boys’ club.”I nodded. “I just need to stick around long enough to get the evidence.”My gaze drifted to the bag she was clutching tightly—stuffed to the brim with cash.“And, well… there’s a lot of money involved, too.”At the mention of money, Dolly’s entire attitude shifted. Her back straightened, her legs no longer ached, and suddenly, she had zero complaints about hanging out with a group of spoiled playboys.Instead of taking one of the Ferraris, Trey ditched the idea and grabbed a convertible that could fit all three of us.And so, we sped off.Four cars tore through th

My voice came out shaky, almost stuttering. “T-Trey… what… what are you trying to do?”He gave me a lazy smile. “Not trying to do anything.”I swallowed. “Then… then what do you want to say?”Trey didn’t answer right away. He just studied me, his gaze unreadable, like he was trying to see straight through me.Then, out of nowhere, he asked, “Do you really like my brother?”Heat rushed to my face. “Uh… well, he’s a good person…”Trey chuckled. “So am I.”I felt my cheeks burn hotter. “You… you’re not the same as your brother.”He arched a perfect brow. “Oh? And how exactly are we different? Have you experienced both of us?”I choked.Was he flirting or was I just imagining things?My face was on fire, and I quickly pushed against his chest. “I… I don’t know! Just move back, I can’t breathe.”Trey didn’t budge. Instead, he leaned in even closer.My heart nearly stopped.He was too handsome, too damn charming, and way too close.This was dangerous.I stammered, “T-this isn’t okay. What

Realizing she had overdone her teasing, Dolly quickly focused on preparing her resume.By the afternoon, she was all set. Without hesitation, she grabbed my arm and dragged me straight to Wynn Group’s headquarters.It had been seven years since I last walked through Riverdale’s downtown, and the transformation was staggering. The entire business district had been rebuilt, turning into a sleek, high-end CBD.The A-grade office towers gleamed under the sun, their glass exteriors reflecting the cityscape like polished mirrors. Standing beneath them, there was really only one word that came to mind—imposing.Dolly and I stopped in front of Wynn Group’s towering skyscraper, both feeling a little nervous.For her, it was about the job interview.For me, it was about seeing Miles again.The moment we stepped inside, a receptionist greeted us with a polite smile. “Good afternoon, ladies. How may I assist you?”I hesitated. “I’m here to see…”I trailed off, struggling to say his name outrigh

To be honest, the moment I was recognized, I felt nothing but awkwardness and frustration, along with a flicker of irritation at being exposed.Of all the titles in the world, Mrs. Moore was the one I despised the most.I had no memories of ever being Julian’s wife, yet people insisted on labeling me as such, dragging me through their opinions, judgments, and whispered gossip.I pressed my lips together, unwilling to acknowledge this woman any further.The moment she realized who I was, disdain flickered across her eyes before she quickly covered it with a phony smile.“Well, well, so it is Mrs. Moore,” she cooed, her tone dripping with insincerity. “Forgive me for not recognizing you sooner. What a surprise to see you here. Tell me, where’s Mr. Moore? Didn’t he come with you?”Her prying tone grated on my nerves.I didn’t know how to answer her.More importantly, I didn’t want to.All I could think about was how quickly I needed to get out of here once Dolly’s interview was over.See

In the spacious CEO’s office, Dolly was still fuming with anger. I tried several times to get her to sit down and have some water, but she couldn’t calm down. She snapped at Miles, “What position does that woman, Rachel Cross, even hold in the company? Fire her immediately. Right now!” Panicked, I quickly covered her mouth. “Stop it, Dolly. Miles wouldn’t do that. Let’s not cause more trouble.” Dolly shoved my hand away, her eyes red with frustration as she shouted, “Shut up! What do you even know? I’m protecting you, Eve! Just listen to me! "If your precious Miles can't protect you, then he's no better than Julian Moore. You'd be better off joining a convent and spending your life in solitude than ending up with a man like that."I was stunned. I had never seen Dolly like this before. In the eighteen years I had known her, she had always been hot-tempered and straightforward, never hesitating to fight or curse in front of me, but that was always directed at outsiders. S