He was wearing a royal-blue shirt and a coat of the same color. Even from a distance, he exuded immense power. Everyone who walked by him gave him a wide berth, as if they were afraid of getting too close.

As he approached, I could see his face. The tenderness of youth had faded away, leaving a chiseled jaw and strong angles.

It had been so long, but when I saw him again-with the new name "Jackson Sterling"-I only felt calmness. Not even a single stutter of my heart.

I lifted a hand to wave at the group. "This way!"

***

When the man saw the woman waving at them, he was slightly taken aback.

His trip to Arcadia was primarily to attend the bidding for the Weston City project.

he expected to receive him

off

Palmer, long time no

Jackson frowned at her indifference toward him. Did she not like him? The other part of him was angered that a

her. "Ms. Palmer, you're not still angry with

this, Taya stopped and turned her head to look at him. "What right do I have to be

helpless, but he did his best to try to smooth things over. "I do apologize for our last meeting. With my memory loss, I truly don't

***

before me, exactly like Silas's. My calm heart was suddenly

ask him if he had truly lost his memory or if he was pretending not to

he learned

me on the bed and kissed me wildly, as if he was trying to reclaim me, then he'd strangled me. Then, he suddenly lost his memory when the Sterling pack said he was their lost

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