No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Matthew was left alone in the room while a surge of anger coursed through him with nowhere to go. He slammed his fist onto the table in frustration.

The phone on the table rang, interrupting his thoughts. He took a moment to compose himself before picking it up.

It was a call from Braxton. It had been a while since they last spoke, which was ever since Matthew arrived in Floravalca.

Matthew hesitated for a few seconds, but for once, he did not hang up the call. He answered it.

Braxton’s voice, heavy with anger, echoed from the other end. “Matthew, have you lost your mind? How can you vanish without a trace at a time like this?”

Matthew held his forehead with one hand as a wave of regret and guilt washed over him for not finding. Freya after so many days.

“I’m sorry, Braxton. I received news that Frey is in Floravalea.”

Braxton’s anger did not subside. “What? Floravalca? Frey has already contacted us. She’s trapped in Kundin now! Can’t you inform us when you get news? What’s with the solo act, Matthew? She’s my sister. I can’t let her take any risks! If you don’t want to help, that’s fine, but you can’t act recklessly!”

Matthew sat upright as his brows furrowed. “Frey is in Kundin?”

Braxton relayed the information he had received to Matthew.

“Radley has already gone to Kundin. The Monaghan Group has been established there for a long time and has some influence. You should hurry back. The auction is about to start!”

Matthew pursed his lips and remained silent.

“I’m sorry, Braxton. I have to go to Kundin!”

Braxton became anxious. “Why are you going to Kundin? We can’t alert the enemy now. Radley will find her!”

Matthew’s eyes darkened. “Don’t worry. I will find Frey before he does!”

With that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Braxton’s angry response, took a deep breath, and looked toward the office door.

“Someone, prepare the plane to Kundin.”

The next day.

At 7 am. Freya struggled to get up and wash up. After changing her clothes, she sat on the bed.

the door. Freya looked up to see Jarnic walking in with an indifferent expression.

a mocking smile on

would lock me up for three to five

in the room, looking down at

about it last

spoke, he gestured to the door, “Come

what Jamie

in white doctor’s coats

are the two

knew these two men were here to monitor

holding a tray

Jamie

approached, and

are you trying to do?”

make you behave, Miss Kaufmann. If you’re so

already reached Freya

the blue liquid in the syringe.

but she knew she couldn’t let them inject it into her.

If you dare to do this,

“Freya, you can’t keep crying wolf. Do you think that if you

approached, Freya

threw one of them over her shoulder, sending him crashing to the floor. Without her leg out and kicked the

Jamie watched impassively.

posture, he

She would never let anyone inject her with something unknown.

it was better to take a risk. If she could take

hand

grabbed Freya’s arm

went back and forth. Freya might look petite,

wooden chair to pieces, the interest and cruelty in Jamie’s eyes

at all, but you’re

later, Freya was pinned down on the bed by Jamie..

“You’re still not ruthless enough, Freya. When you fight someone, if