Sweet Revenge: Taming The Amnesiac Billionaire CEO

Chapter 4

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youthful confusion. "Assistant? Debt?" He repeated

c copy on her phone, a debt repayment contract she'd just had a lawyer draw up

ghtly as he scrolled through the document. His eyes landed on the a

but his mind was a blank slate. He h

suppressed the softer emotion. "Belief doesn't matter. Facts do," she said, her voice crisp and bu

g. She smiled warmly at Aurora. "Miss Morgan, you'r

urse exchanged a quick glance, s

t in his eyes lessened, replaced by a de

weeks, Julian's dep

his eyes would instinctively da

ood, he would frown like a child until

his power and arrogance, was as pure as a

hallway, ensuring that Apex Entertainment r

r. "Caleb, it's me

assistant, answered immediately, his voice fil

"He's on a highly confidential project abroad and can't be contacted.

y was absolute. "Yes, Mrs. Car

ung up,

n standing in the doorway

quietly, a hint of awe in his

ng in the back of her mind. He might have the mind of

work like that someday?"he asked, h

. She quickly looked away, forcing her voice

care, Julian's body healed quickly. He could

ery is complete. Now it's just a matter of observation. A

ds. In the reality she had constructed for him, h

ion. "I understand," she told the d

g hospital bill with a

mbers printed on the receipt. His hands slowly curled into fists. He couldn'

and more with e

ora turned to him. "Let's go," sh

d. He had expected a cramped

t. "Naturally, you'll live with me, so you can be available at all

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Sweet Revenge: Taming The Amnesiac Billionaire CEO

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“Aurora Morgan pushed the divorce papers across the desk to her billionaire husband, Julian Carlisle. Next to the papers lay his black leather journal, opened to a page that had just shattered her three-year marriage. In his crisp handwriting, the cold and untouchable CEO had written: "If I could go back, I would never let her go." Julian didn't explain or deny it. Instead, he tore the divorce papers to shreds, trapped her in her chair, and coldly reminded her that her body, her acting career, and her entire life were completely under his control. When she tried to escape, he forced her into his sports car, driving like a madman through the Manhattan night, threatening that they should just die together. But when a massive truck ran a red light and barreled toward them, Julian unbuckled his seatbelt and threw his body over hers, taking the full, fatal force of the collision. He survived, but the severe brain trauma wiped his memory clean, regressing his mind to that of an innocent sixteen-year-old boy. Looking at the man who had mentally tortured her, cheated on her in his heart, yet sacrificed his life to save hers, Aurora's heart was filled with a terrifying emptiness and bitter resentment. Why did he get to forget his betrayal while she was left to carry the agonizing weight of their broken marriage? And who on earth was the woman in the journal? A wild, vengeful plan formed in her mind. She handed the amnesiac boy a forged contract, looking down at him with a cold, beautiful smile. "Your name is Julian. You are my assistant, and you owe me a massive debt." This time, she was going to be the one in control.”