Roman downing on the scotch he held and swirled the content while sitting alone in his penthouse. The beautiful starry night sky shadowed even the brightest lights on the busy street. Occasionally lightning lit up the pitch-dark night, and the clouds ushered like a shield on a starry night swallowing the stars and preparing for the rain.
The bell rang, breaking the silence he had preserved; pinching the bridge of his nose, he looked at the tablet to see the CCTV alerted him of the incoming visitor.
Pressing the speaker button, he instructed Arthur to come inside.
"Young Master," as usual, Arthur will bow respectfully, never to miss.
He does not wish to waste Roman time and continue bringing the news regarding the investigations made against the thief that dared to rob his guests on the yacht couple of weeks ago.
"We have tracked the thief and found out they are based in Anders. They seem to be targeting rich families at a party without being detected. No history of violence has been reported. What had happened to Ms. Henson that night was unfortunate. No identities are discovered; they seem to know how to avoid detections," Arthur sighed, not wanting to continue his findings.
Seeing the silent Arthur, Roman raised his eyebrow and slantered him to continue.
"I might be wrong Young Master, but perhaps the incident in the Yacht is not related to them" he hates concluding something that might irritate Roman. He has been entirely unpredictable this past week.
"The woman?"
"No one had seen anything, Young Master."
He waited for Roman's wrath.
"The people there protected her; we were at the district town; no one will speak up."
Frustrated, he loosened up his tie.
"Employment contract?"
"I have prepared it and waiting for you to decide when to send it to Ms. Henson, sir."
"Send it tomorrow; she can start this week."
The faster they get this up and running, the busiest his mother will be, and the farther Cody can escape from Hale's conflict.
As for Logan, he won't pry on his affairs until he is ready to talk about them. He knew he could rely on them, and yet he chose to maintain his silence. The reason is unknown.
"Yes, young master." Arthur acknowledges Roman's remarks and bows respectfully again before leaving to go home. He wanted to take his wife out for dinner later.
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"I know you don't love me, but can you please don't make it so evident in public?? I am carrying your child! We are getting married in a week! Natalie was hyperventilating and started crying.
She was embarrassed when Logan was zoning out during their dinner with her family.
Once again, her frustration was replied to with another silence.
Logan does not have the energy to fight with her, especially since he has been stressed with work and a few other matters. His heart itched to see the one person he wanted to see. But he can't, he promised he wouldn't be around her anymore, and he worried he would not be able to inherit anything when his grandfather dies.
He hated himself for being a coward. He did the only thing he knew how is to leave and not concede Natalie's outburst.
"Where are you going???" She was desperate; she loved him, and she had always wanted him.
"Natalie, let go! " his wrist was grabbed by her by force.
"No! Stay, please don't do this to me!" she pleaded. Her state was pitiful; her mascara had melted into her tears, her lipstick was smudged, and the pampered Nguyen princess was seen begging a man that was not even sparing an ounce of attention to her. The father of her child.
"Let me go..." His cold voice startled her, and she immediately allowed his hand goes.
She hated that she was powerless; she loved him too much. She wanted him even though he loved someone else. She knew of the woman when he was drunk the night they slept together. He constantly called a woman's name and assumed she was her.
But no one with the name Reese was found. She had made extensive investigations and even bribed a few officers to see if they could locate anyone with the name Reese, be it parking tickets or even jury duty or income tax. But nothing. It's like she doesn't exist.
Seeing Logan leaving her pregnant and distorted, she had grown hatred towards the woman that stole him from her. She will find her and make her pay.
She wiped her tears and laughed as hard as she could. Feeling stupid and sad, she got up from the floor and wanted something to calm her mind. She went to the liquor cabinet and poured a glass of red wine, she needed it.
'This won't harm the child' she said over and over convincing her pitiful self.
Meanwhile, Logan drove to the residential area to see if he could catch even a glimpse of her. He loves her so damn much, her gentleness, her sweet scent, and her soft skin. He had never gotten enough of her. Knowing she was attacked and he wasn't there to prevent her from getting hurt, and now he found out she had lost her memory. There is no trace of familiarity in Clarissa's eyes on him. She looked at him without any feelings when they met; her temperament changed, and even her hair color changed. She colored it to look different, he didn't know, or she was not the woman he knew anymore. Fire can be seen in her eyes and not water and earth like before.
Stopping in front of Henson's house, he is hoping he can see her from afar. He had missed her and hated himself for betraying her and choosing wealth over her. But that's the only life he knew. He won't be survived without a penny.
He hoped she would forgive him one day.
"Riss...I miss you dearly.." no one is seen in the compound, so he started the engine and drives away so no one can see him lurking around like that.