Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

On the return trip, Vince studied the pebble he bought at a high price and called the auction organizer, “Please give me the contact information of the child who donated this stone… no, I wish to give her back the stone in person.”

Arianna was zoning out. She had tried to forget about Irene’s Czech meteorite incident. But when she saw Vince study the stone and his previous words, she felt she was trapped in an unrealistic picture.

Vince took the initiative to break the silence and said, “That poor child doesn’t know that only this stone is enough to give her a worry-free fortune for her whole life.”

For the second time, he showed his amazing expertise in gemstone ore. Arianna could hardly remain silent, and she said, “Did your opponent also notice the value of the stone?”

“Maybe. He is a very successful gem merchant.”

“Did you study geology? Gems major?”

“It is said that I studied finance and trade, but my father studied geology for many years. Maybe he passed this gene to me?”

When Arianna and Vince were driving back, Lady Johnson was talking to her second son, Henry Johnson, in the study.

Henry was in his late 50s, and his eyebrows looked similar to Vince’s. He said, “Mom, I want to talk to you about Vince. Since he woke up, his way of seeing things and handling things has become totally different from before.”Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

“He recovered from a life-or-death accident and lost his memory. It’s understandable that he is different from before.” The old lady said faintly.

“I sent you something a few days ago, I think you have already seen it.”

The old lady put on an ugly look, “There are many people in the world who look the same.”

“Mom, they had an accident in the same area. Why is that when it’s about Vince…”

The old lady stopped him from going on, “Henry, I watched Vince grow up. I know him better than anyone! And you only see him three or two times a year. You are his uncle, and you want him dead? If you suspect he is not your nephew, you can go and verify DNA with him!”

When the conversation between the mother and son ended and Henry walked out of the study, York walked out from behind the bookshelf, where there was always a secret door.

“Henry was a little impatient this time. Looks like Vince drove him mad.”

York lowered his head and whispered, “I heard that Henry took the heart medicine because of young master Vince.”

“After that illness, Vince got some balls. He would never offend others before.” A mild smile appeared on Lady Johnson’s lips,

“York, you are the person who has been with Vince for a long time except me, right?”

“Yes, ma’am. I have been with a young master since he was six years old to 18.”

“So, tell me, do you think he is really different from before?”

“His way of seeing things has become different. However, his small habits, actions, smiles, and meditations are exactly the same as before.” York cautiously replied.

The old lady was deep in meditation. Then she said, “Henry also mentioned the child who looks exactly the same as Vince. Tell me about the day you saw him. I know you already talked about it twice, but I just want to hear it again.”

York narrated for the third time, “That day. Young Master Vince asked me to meet in City N. I went there half a day earlier and saw him in another restaurant. He was with a few guests, and they seemed to be talking business. I went to say hello, but his attitude was very cold as if he didn’t know me. When I saw the Young Master in the evening, I asked him about what happened during the daytime, he said he was just joking with me. Then he ended the meeting with me earlier and left in a hurry. Later I realized the one I saw at noon that day should be another Young Master.”

Lady Johnson was as focused as she was listening for the first time. After a long while, she asked, “You didn’t even notice that he wasn’t Vince?”

“I didn’t. The two looked exactly the same person… In all these years, I didn’t have many chances to see the Young Master.”

Lady Johnson said, “Your daughter Arianna…” She paused and then said, “York, I won’t ask you about that day again, please forget it. That child has nothing to do with the Johnson Family.”

“Yes,” York answered with respect.

After York left, Lady Johnson continued to sit there in meditation until a servant knocked on the door and said, “Madam, it’s time to take the medicine.”

“Have you cleaned up the rooms Vince used to live in?”

“According to your instructions, all the rooms the Young Master had lived in were clean. The Young Master likes his room to be clean all the time. I also asked someone to clean up some of his records.”

When the servant left, the old lady made a few more calls to confirm a few things. The last call she made was to Vince’s brain doctor.

“Does Vince still have frequent headaches?” The doctor asked.

“My grandchild said nothing.”

“That’s the case. He is one of the most stubborn patients I have ever seen. He would remain silent even when he was about to fall into a coma because of pain. But he is very concerned about his memory. He is disappointed about the poor opportunity to get his memory back.”

“If he finds out his memory loss is not a sequel to a car accident, but because I chose that treatment when I knew it would seriously damage his memory, will he hate me very much?”

“He won’t find out. And you only meant good for him. Amnesia is always better than a coma. He will understand.”

“I hope so.” Lady Johnson hung up, her face covered in tears.

On the same night, Arianna was also sleepless. An hour ago, she called Ryan. For the first time, she asked Ryan about the details of Travis’s death, but Ryan’s response was vague.

“Ryan, have you been holding something I should know?”

“I told you everything. I think you are the one holding things back on me.”

Arianna also became vague when Ryan talked about Vince. Arianna had known the secret at first sight, but she couldn’t say anything because of her agreement with Lady Johnson. Neither of them got the information they wanted.