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No Memory No Mercy novel Chapter 69


Chapter 69 

Gabrielle glanced at me strangely a few times, then suddenly sighed. “You really… 

“What?” 

“You’ve changed.” 

She looked at me seriously. “At first, 1 thought it was just memory loss. But now, it’s like your whole personality shifted ” 

Ishrugged. “Maybe I’ve fost finally found the real me.” 

Honestly, I just wanted to avoid Jonathan and Alicia quietly, but of course, Alicia noticed us. She looked right over and called out in a cheerful tone, like nothing had ever happened between us. 

“Elise! You’re here?” 

She waved as over, her voice overly familiar, pretending like there was no tension at all. Tugging on Jonathan’s arm, she said, “We were just talking about your t can’t believe you showed up so soon…….! 

Η 

She said, “I showed up“, not that I was “back“. 

She said it as if she and Jonathan were the real hosts of this house and Gabrielle and I were just visitors. 

My eyes landed on her hand, still clinging to Jonathan’s ann. He glanced down, then quietly pulled away and stepped toward me. He looked at me for a moment but didn’t say a word. 

I didn’t acknowledge him either. I just looked at Alicia and said, “I’ve got things to take care of. I’m going to take my leave.” 

“But you just got here. Why are you leaving already?” 

She looked from me to Jonathan. “Is it because I’m here? If I’m making you uncomfortable, I can leave…” 

Galdelle opened her mouth, like she wanted to say something, but then thought better of it and let it go. Instead, she picked up the divorce agreement again, flipping through it with a funpwed brow. 

“You guys had this thing notarized. A bunch of these clauses shouldn’t even be enforceable but because of the notarization, they actually hold legal weight…” She rubbed her temple. “What were you even thinking when you signed this? Why would you agreep something like this?” 

“Hela if I know,” I routered, trustrated. “I don’t even remember these past few years. For all I know, I might’ve been brain–dead when I signed it.” 

Gabrielle sighed. “Don’t worry, I’ll see if there’s a loophole somewhere. But be prepared–there’s still a real chance you’ll have to pay him that 100 million dollars. 

That was early why I’d been so proactive lately about meeting with Frederick 

After Gabrielle left, I pulled out the proposal I’d been working on earlier and started reviewing it, seeing if anything could still be improved. 

That was when I suddenly tell a heavy presence behind me. I didn’t even have to turn around. Jonathan was already there, tilting my chin up from behind and making me lean back against hischest. 

“Where were you all day?” he asked. “You didn’t come into the office.” 
 

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