The Forgotten Billionaire

Chapter 12

We were now entering a low-cost restaurant and took a seat. We continued our conversation until we reached aunt Helena and Archer.

“When I had the accident. Why is Aunt Helena taking care of me? I heard from the maid that she was my daddy’s mistress.”

“What else is there? To share with your company.”

“Huh? Why should I share?”

“Of course, Archer is your half-brother, so you’ll have to split the inheritance! You know what?! When you are in an accident! There is a rumor that they are the cause! The paparazzi claimed they wanted to take over your business!” Ava murmured as she looked around at the people who could hear her.

My heart got louder. Why did I think people were doing bad things right behind me which I didn’t know about?

Ava drew her face even closer to mine, whispering even deeper. “I honestly believe that’s the reason they’re taking care of you in the hospital, so they won’t be suspected!”

My eyes widened because everything Ava said had a point. When we went to the party, there were paparazzi who asked about such an issue. I just didn’t pay attention because Randall immediately ushered me into the hall.

And the current situation too about calling their name on stage when, in fact, I should be that person!

My head still heats every time I remember that.

“Help me!” I said.

The server approached us and handed over the menu. I waited for Ava to choose food before I proceed.

“Help me!” I repeat.

“What is it?” she said, irritated, maybe already hungry. But that wasn't the look of someone who didn’t want to talk anymore.

“My mind is racing with questions. I’d like to know them one by one. Randall, too, is ...” I couldn’t complete what I was saying.

“What? Do you like suspense?”

“Randall, too, is... I don’t want to trust him yet.” I said sadly.

Randall had given me many reasons not to trust him. The first was in the garden, the second was Aunt Helena’s call; the third was him kissing Charlotte, and the final was her not calling my name in the merging of my company. I was the managing director. I was the wife.

“What help do you require? Money is not permitted. Despite my beauty, I don’t have any money,” she chuckled as she bit her nails, although there was no dirt on them. Ava was wealthy, but I was not sure why she lived the way she does.

“I’m curious about everything. Maybe it’s too late before I even remember everything.”

When I remembered the medications aunt Helena had given me, Ava was just listening to me.

Begin with something suspicious to uncover the truth.

I grabbed my bag, rummaged through it, and pulled it out. Three more capsules were remaining. It was the same medication my doctor usually gives me to help my memories return faster.

“Aunt Helena gave these to me.”

Ava picked it up and lifted it to inspect it. She raised it behind me because there was sunlight. It surprised me when she dropped her hands on the table and opened the plastic bag containing only medicine. She took one from there and raised it to the sun again.

It filled her eyes with fear as she looked at me. When she opened the red capsule, she found a new color. My heart rate increased.

The top was red; the center was white, and the bottom was red. As her hand was shaking, Ava handed it to me.

“These are benzodiazepines,” she said nervously, her face still shocked.

“What exactly is that?” I replied, “I have no idea.”

“This is referred to as non-medical drug-induced amnesia. Prescription drugs that can cause amnesia are the most commonly used. If she gave these to you. There is only one reason. She wishes to postpone the return of your memories.”

I dropped the capsule I was holding as soon as Ava said it, and my phone rang.