ra never really thought about digging into her memory loss. As she massaged her temples, she saw another message from Simon sh on her phone.
"I''ll keep looking into it. Don''t worry. Just be careful when you''re out. I have a feeling someone might be tailing you."
ra got out of bed and rifled through her closet, pulling out some certificates she brought with her. Each one demanded a high level of skill, making her realize she couldn''t have been just an ordinary person before. It was clear she needed to investigate that so-called ident.
The next morning, as she stepped into Ferguson Corporation, she bumped into Lincoln. He''d been showing up a lottely, always wearing that sly grin.
He followed ra to the break room and asked, "I heard Dn took you out for a meal and is still at home recuperating?"
ra knew she had to tread carefully around him to avoid him targeting Z.
"Yes."
"He must trust you a lot. Would he eat anything you give him, even if you spiked his food with something extra?"
ra frowned, wondering what he was up to.
Lincoln pulled out a small white bottle and slowly ced it in her hand. "Long-term use of what''s in here will make someone lose their mind, be easily angered, and eventually lead to madness or even death from heart failure."
ra''s face went pale. This guy was out for Dn''s life.
She pushed the bottle back to him. "Mr. Dn, do you think I''m stupid? This is plotting against the heir of the Ferguson family. Living peacefully in the Capital after this? Cedric alone would see to it that I wouldn''t."
Suddenly, Lincoln''s hand was around her throat, squeezing so hard she could barely breathe. This man really didn''t y by the rules and thought ra was easy to manipte.
"ra, I''m not asking. If you don''t do it, your dad, your boyfriend, or your useless brother will face the consequences. Think it over."
He let go of her, slipping the bottle into her pocket.
ra clutched her neck, her mind racing. No way could she go through with this. Either she had to spill the beans to Dn and get him to y along or...
Would Dn, raised in such a cutthroat environment, really believe her?
As she moved to leave the break room, she found Lincoln waiting outside. True to his name, he looked every bit the polished gentleman, but his eyes were cold and calcting, like a viper''s.
"ra, here''s a tip: even if it''s poison, Dn would eat it from your hands."
His words oozed mockery.
ra truly despised such deceitful people; they made her skin crawl.
Lincoln, clearly impatient, said, "Half an hour for your answer."
When ra returned to her desk, she was in a daze. The half-hour slipped by, and Lincoln sent another message.
"If you don''t want your dear boyfriend in trouble, make sure Dn takes the medicine tonight."
Reading it, she jumped up and tried calling Z immediately. But Z didn''t pick up.
Getting more anxious, she fired off several messages, but still no response. Her heart sank, and she called Lincoln.
Lincoln''s voice was smug. "ra, made up your mind?"
ra''s expression was dark. She hated being cornered like this.
"Is he with you?"
"Yep, and I just took a finger. He didn''t even scream."
ra bit her lip. To her, Z was a gentle soul, like a golden retriever. He didn''t deserve to be caught up in this mess.
She took a deep breath. "Let him go, and I''ll do as you say."
"Ha, letting him go isn''t happening. Until Dn''s taken half the medicine, your boyfriend''s staying with me."
ra hung up abruptly and drove straight to Palm Bay.
As she entered the Palm Bay hall and saw Dn sitting elegantly on the sofa like
he owned the ce, she suddenly didn''t know what to say.
Dn nced up, his tone cool. "What brings you here?"
ra took a step back, then suddenly smiled. "Mr. Dn, I had a change of heart. Thought I''de by and cook you a meal."
Dn''s gaze lingered on her, silent for what felt like forever.
ra''s scalp tingled, certain he somehow knew her true intentions.
After another moment, he chuckled softly. "Alright."