Alpha Ceo Who Forgot His Mate Novels & Stories

he inquired, noting the interruption from the CEO during their lunch meeting earlier. "I'm fine; I just need to throw this garbage away," Anita replied, indicating the bin where she dumped the waste before returning to Joel. "I saw the CEO's father talking to you earlier; do you know him personally?" Joel asked, displaying curiosity about Anita's relationship with Mr. Taiye Jackson, known for his devotion to his wife despite having a son. "No, I've never met the CEO's father before. My best friend is getting married to the CEO soon," Anita disclosed.

he uttered gleefully, “Lost his memory in that big accident after he recuperated and he knows nothing. Absolutely nothing at this point, about who he is.” “What?” The shareholders were dumbfounded at that statement. Damien Romero has lost his memory and had no recollection of who he was? Then they were being led by a dummy? All these was not making sense to the shareholders. “But… but how is that possible?” Director Nathan uttered, “I mean, we all saw the Chairman recently at the board meeting even. He was perfectly okay.” “Yes, exactly.” Chairman Thomspson uttered, “He even outed Dorector Evans then, threw him out to the cops earlier, without mercy. And you say he was amnesiac? He’s not rea

“Which is why I'm trying to get her back into the house—shit!“ I stood up abruptly as a realization hit me. “What is it?“ “I forgot to tell Scarlett that Catalina and Gideon were no longer home.“ I pulled out my phone but dialed her number but got no response, so I left her a text message instead. The moment I slipped my phone into my pocket, Aurelia stiffened. “Ethan!“ She yelled. “Come here!“ I walked over quickly. “What is it?“ She shoved her phone towards me. An article filled the screen and it read: ALISTAIR GANCE, CEO OF LG GROUP, CONFIRMED DEAD AT 58. My eyes skimmed over the headlines with disinterest. It was about time that old man died anyway. “So? Rich people die every day,“ I sai

Beatrice offered, unlocking her car with a beep. “Actually, I drove today,” I said suddenly, the realization hitting me. I had been so shaken after seeing Michael sitting there—as CEO—that I’d completely forgotten. Crap. I forgot about the car. I walked right into his office without even thinking about the car. What kind of person forgot they had just been gifted a brand-new car? Especially when the person who gave it to them was standing right in front of them? What was wrong with me? I hadn’t even said thank you. And he didn’t bring it up, either.

That was just how dear and important he had grown to be to me and also proof of the vast impact that he has had on my life. “Honestly, everything slipped from my mind until I saw your name in the list of candidates. Back then, I just returned to the company to take over as the new CEO. Looking back, it does feel a little strange, but I recognized your name right away,” Ace said as he seemed to recall what happened on that day.

There was a short pause. Then the man said something that froze everyone inside the elevator. “I do.” The red emergency lights inside the elevator flickered again. For a moment nobody spoke. Sebastian slowly lifted his head toward the speaker. “You.” His voice was calm, but the anger behind it was impossible to hide. Daniel looked confused. “Who is it?” Sebastian answered quietly. “Chief Technology Officer.” Daniel’s eyes widened. “Ethan Cole?” The voice on the speaker laughed softly. “I’m glad you still remember my name.”

He laughed and shook his head. "Of course not. I was just going through I*******m and then I saw it, I happened to see it." "Oh really?" "I mean it. I didn't forget about you once but I have a life also, remember? The company isn't going to sit and flourish itself while the CEO scrolls through his ex's I*******m account looking for a way to get back into her life." I scoffed. "You're right, that'll be selfish of you. I totally forgot, how's the company? Good as before?"

The smallest mistake on a document or screen could determine whether she kept this job or lost it. Aero rarely spoke, but when he did, his words carried a sharp clarity that left no room for argument. You can do this. Focus on the work. ⸻ At noon, Aero led her to the company cafeteria. The room was bright, lined with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city below. Sunlight reflected across the water of the fountain outside, while the sounds of traffic seemed distant from up here. Elara sat across from him, her folder still beside her, ready to take notes if necessary.

Clara had expected shame. Instead, she saw confidence growing quietly. That disturbed her. At lunch, Clara sat with two colleagues who spoke in hushed tones. “They say the CEO has been spending nights outside his place,” one whispered. “I heard it is serious this time,” another replied. Clara smiled faintly and stirred her drink. “People exaggerate,” she said lightly. “Men like him do not change overnight.” But her grip tightened around the cup. That afternoon, Isabella received an email from an unknown sender.

I sat back in the car seat as the car drove away from Sebastian's company. "Where is Ace?" "He's with his father," I replied. "He comes to Sebastian's meetings, and it keeps me from worrying when I'm with you right now." "Do you trust him now?" "I don't know who to trust anymore, Vito. Honestly, everything feels right and wrong at the same time." I sighed. "Hey, did you know that I lost my memory? It was precisely the two-month-lost moment, and..." I shook my head, smiling wryly. "That's ironic. Did you know that, too?"