Escape From The Devil CEO

m her sleep. Despite her half-awake state, she

and walked away as if she didn’t want to spend a second longer than she needed with Amanda. What Sarah said felt like a splash of cold water on Amanda’s face. The sleepiness in her eyes disappeared in an instant. Sh

ided to walk towards the table. Considering that her stomach had been empty since yesterday evening, it was naturally hard for her not to notice the hearty breakfast spread on

nda’s red, swollen face, a cold smile gradually formed on his thin

right?" Without waiting for his answer, Amanda took a seat a

and she quietly pushed the bowl away. No matter how hungry she was, she couldn’t swallow a

y went all out to ma

food wasn’t to her taste. He had no intention of catering t

ed in an instant. She stared hotly at his intact porridge, trying to re

were, they most likely didn’t da

would say no. Without using a spoon or paying attention to table manners, she gulped the porridge down and emptied the bowl wit

u eating my

m. She put down the bowl and said in a self-justified tone, "You don't want to eat it anyw

vailable, who would like

because she had

and her logic. He just said coldly, "Since you've fin

mas? Won't you feel ashamed?" She’d gone through a lot ever since she woke up and had obviously become muc

n impatiently told a maid to take Amanda upstairs to get change. The maid was, of course, Sarah. Amanda

he drove the car himself. There were so many servants in his house, and he could afford such a luxuri

c was heavy, so William couldn’t drive fast. If he dro

e. She didn't even ask him why he was taking h

ght lips and a

. It practically towered over other buildings ar

he stepped into the building, she felt everyone else looking at her. F

William stopped and

u if I knew?" His obvious distrust

aid you’ve lost your memori

nd ordered, "Michael, show her around. She said she’s lost her memories, so take her t

mber of our company. We must prevent what happened before from happening again. Yo

. "I haven’t done anything wrong, but you’re treating me like I’m

ak to William like this. However, William just looked at

e whole company had practically ground to a halt because of her. Everyone was very busy, and he, as the president, was even busier. It was a common thing

e about Amanda before, last nig

t deserve his a

make a "please" gesture. "This is the first floor. Th

she wouldn't vent her anger on othe

floor. The stroll had thoroughly made her feel uneasy. This was the first time she

ed Michael to a secluded corner and asked, "Was I reall

ed at the man who, throughout the whole trip, calmly showed the way and seriously introduced those studios to her but moved far a

row anything at her, she could still

s expression. "I don't hate you. Hatred should be ranked. Real hatr

y boss told me to do. No one could’ve predicted what yo

bush. I have amnesia. I’m not stupid." She closed her eyes for a while and took a deep breath. W

never lose sight of you today. This is my

voice suddenly rang from behind. "Amanda

that all kinds of profanities almost came pouring out of her mouth. She secretly scolded hers

her. A woman in a set of professional clothes was looking

urn gift for you

hat did she mean

done the same thing

only thing she remembered was that just now,

as still b

the place was indeed remote, a smile b

woman asked b

n saying that, Amanda pounced on the woman without any hesitation in the slightest.

y scratched, hit, and eve

He still looked indifferent. It was almost as if the two

hand. That woman, realizing that she was losin

ain if she took the elevator, so she ran up the emergency stairs. There was a hint of sur

ally stopped running. She stood on the stairs,

oman in front of him, he couldn’t

to come and beat me up?" Amanda said angrily and fanned herself with

do you know whether o