“Mr. Damon…” Spencer called out.
The moment Damon turned around, Spencer’s steps faltered.
The look in Damon’s eyes waspletely different from the nk, lifeless gaze he had after N’s fall into the
ocean.
Now, his eyes were cold and distant, reminiscent of the ruthless and decisive CEO of Prospectus Technology fro
before.
It was clear that Richard’s hypnosis had worked.
“What’s the matter?” Damon asked.
Richard sat across from Damon, his gaze fixed darkly on Spencer. He nned to handle any inappropriate remarks from Spencer privately if necessary.
Spencer stood still, his eyes lowered, and remained silent.
Compared to the emotionless Damon he had encountered after N’s death, Spencer found <b>this </b>version of Damo to be preferable.
For the living, perhaps forgetting was indeed the better option.
As Spencer remained silent, Damon frowned slightly.
Richard’s expression darkened, and he signaled to Frank beside him. If Spencer mentioned N in front of Damon, his men would take him away immediately.
Spencer finally looked up at Damon and said calmly, “Mr. Damon, I just wanted to remind you that there’s an important meeting this afternoon at 3:00 p.m.”
“Got it. Wait outside for me. We’ll return to the office in ten minutes,” Damon replied.
“Understood, Mr. Damon,” Spencer answered.
After Spencer left, Damon turned to Richard. “<b>I’ll </b>consider taking over the Sumner Group, but Prospectus Technology remains my top priority.”
Richard nodded. “Alright. Take your time to think about it.
Damon stood up. “I’ll head back then.”
As Damon left the Sumner residence and got into the car, he turned to Spencer and asked, <b>“</b>While I was <b>in </b><b>a </b><ba </b>from the car ident, did anything important happen at thepany?”
Just before leaving the residence, a maid informed Spencer that Richard’s exnation for Damon’s memory loss was aa resulting from a car ident, and he was instructed to keep quiet about it.
Spencer paused for a moment before replying, “Thepany has been operating normally. Nothing major <b>has </b>happened.”
“Alright,” Damon replied.
With that terse response<b>, </b>he fell silent, leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes to rest.
Seeing Damon revert to his old self<b>, </b>Spencer felt <b>as </b>though <b>he </b>were witnessing a scene <b>from </b><b>another </b><b>lifetime</b><b>. </b>
<b>Everything </b>seemed the same<b>, </b>but no one would ever mention N <b>in </b>front of Damon <b>again</b>, and he would never
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remember that he once loved her.
Five yearster…
In Hall 1 of the Capitarnia International Conference Center, a woman in a light green suit with wavy hair stood on stage holding a microphone. She was presenting her recent research findings with a smile.
The audience was packed, with the front rows filled with prominent figures from both domestic and international pharmaceutical research.
After presenting her findings, the room erupted in enthusiastic apuse.
Once N Kinsey left the stage, she checked the time and quickly began packing up.
“Caroline, I need to pick up Buddy soon, so I might miss tonight’s celebration banquet. Can you please let Professor Kington know?” N asked.
Caroline looked at her with some resignation. “Tonight’s event is mainly to celebrate your breakthrough with the Alzheimer’s drug.
“You’re the star of the show, and Professor Kington mentioned that an important investor will be attending. You know the drug best. Don’t you think you should introduce it to the investor?”
N answered swiftly, “You’ve been involved in the research too<b>, </b>so you can handle it. And you know I don’t like these kinds of events. I’m running out of time. I need to go. Bye!”
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