"CEO Zhao, we weren't able to locate Miss Marin's address, but I found out who she stormed out yesterday to go and see."
The CEO looked up from the tablet that was currently sitting in his arms. "She is a very close friend of Xian Mina. I believe she went to visit her."
His brows narrowed. "Get me her room number and prepare a fruit basket. It seems I will also be going to visit that vixen. Let's go."
***
Zena froze. Molly did not tell her anything about Logan. Did she know this man? How?
"Are you going to tell the truth now?"
She swallowed as she replied. "What do you want me to say?"
"Say the truth. Tell me you are lost and you don't understand what you woke up to. There is no shame in admitting you don't remember, Xian." He said, his tone and expression full of truth and seriousness.
Logan frowned as he noticed her struggle within herself. She refused to meet his eyes as she contemplated what to tell him.
"Xian."
"I'll lose my children if I do that." She said, her voice a little more than a whisper.
Logan's expression softened. "Are you doing this only because of them? Not because you don't want Xerxes to divorce you?"
She looked up at him, noticing how he used Xerxes' first name instead of President Zhen, like other people.
"It's uncommon to see someone who has lost every memory get attached to children they don't remember. There is not point lying now. I understand if you want to save your marriage."
"I don't care about the marriage." She spat. "To be honest, I wish I didn't even care for the boys. I truly don't believe I am their mother. And I can't explain why I have this compulsive need to be around them. Even the mere thought of being away from them makes me breathless and lightheaded." She looked up at him. "I can't walk away from those boys."
"Then ask for help."
"From who? Everyone hates me." She stated.
"I don't."
"What?"
"If you haven't already put two and two together I'll make it clear. We've met before. You and I, it was a long time ago but I have never forgotten it."
"Can you tell me what happened?" She asked, her voice soft and delicate.
Logan's lips tilted in a small smile. "I'd prefer if you remembered it yourself."
"What if I never do?" She asked.
"I'm pretty optimistic, I'm sure the both of us can figure out a way to get your memories back. If that is what you want," he said.
"Of course, I want to get back my memories. But what happens now? I just admitted I am not mentally fit, I'm going to lose my sons."
"No, you won't. Because I am going to help you," he said. He placed a piece of paper in front of her and she picked it up.
Her eyes snapped up and met his gaze when she read was on the document. "You already signed me off as mentally stable? Why? And why bother having a session with me?"
"So you would know, not everyone hates you and it might not seem like it, but you weren't entirely terrible. At least not to me." He said.
Zena did not understand a single thing about what was going on but she wasn't about to contest it. She would find out eventually, was what she told herself. But it was refreshing to see someone offer to help her, and not because she was blackmailing them.
"I'll give you my number and I'll also try to track down someone that knows you very well. You need the information if your going to deal with people without them realizing you don't remember."
"Before you say anything, just accept the help." He added as she opened her mouth. "You are not exactly in a position to reject it."
Zena nodded. "Thank you."
If he was already going to be helping her, wouldn't it be better to come clean about everything?
"There is one more thing I need help with."
"Anything, what is it?"
Zena looked Logan in the eyes as she spoke. "Someone is trying to kill me."
***
Zena stared at her locked phone as she zipped up her hospital bag. Logan already gave her a new one as she left his office, just like that.
"Well, his surname is Lugen, he does have the money. But to already have the phone?" She wondered out loud.
Grabbing her bag she put the phone in her back pocket as she texted Molly asking if she found someone that could hack the password and let her get into the phone. She was on her was to the nursery to get the boys.
She slid the door open and looked up, only to see the man that escaped last time staring her down.
Zena's eyes widened as she stumbled back a few steps.
"W-what are you doing here?" She stuttered, backing away from him.
"Finishing the job." He said bluntly as he plunged into the room swiping a knife.
A shrill scream escaped her throat and she used the bag to knock the knife out of his hands. As he turned to grab it, Zena used to opportunity to dash out of the room but he was faster. He caught her by the hair and tossed her into the room, causing her to stumble and fall to the floor.
"Help! Help!" She screamed as she reached for her phone. The man pounced on her and smacked her so hard her head slammed into the ground.
Zena's vision began to blur and she couldn't breathe because his hands clammed around her neck.
"You bitch. You are not escaping from me this time. I'll make sure to finish the job this time!" He swore as he blocked off her trachea.
Zena struggled underneath him, but her scratch and buckles weren't a match for his brute strength.
'Is this it? I'm I going to die like this?' She thought as her vision blurred.
"What the fuck is going on here?!"