The Mystery of Lost Memory

Never Give Up

The high-heeled shoes Sierra wore caused little attention to any employee at the giant Paul Willis-owned company Poe Tech. This is the first time since Sierra resigned because he chose to work for Martin. But today, Paul suddenly asked him to come because there was something serious he wanted to talk about with Sierra. So, walking confidently, Sierra's heart began to worry and guess what theme Paul would talk about later.

When he arrives, Sierra's new secretary, who seems to have found out, immediately begins to bring Sierra into Paul's office. There Paul was already waiting leisurely on his big sofa, sipping a cigarette deeply. At the sight of Sierra, Paul's face looked slightly pleased. He then allowed the woman to sit down.

“How are you, Si?” paul asked, turning off the cigarette butts.

Sierra sat in front of Paul, still nervous. Although the former boss showed a friendly attitude, Sierra was worried that something bad would happen. Sierra knows Paul and Martin's relationship has never been good. Paul always claimed that Martin was not his biological son. But even decades pass, Paul still can not prove his own words. He chose to take the safe path, so that investors would not run away from his side.

“Good, Sir. What do you need to call me here?” sierra replied, trying to be as normal as possible.

Paul leaned his tall body against the sofa, with both legs crossed.

“You must know about Karen, right? Woman Martin will marry,” said Paul.

Sierra was stunned to hear it. Of the many questions Sierra suspected, none of them were true. Paul asked a question that was very escaped Sierra's mind.

“You know, I will never forget the face of a beautiful woman,” Paul said. “Allet someone like Karen,” She accidentally cut her words, glanced at Sierra with smirking lips. “Karen White,”

Sierra sat still, closing his legs with thumbs playing to relieve nervousness. Then Paul threw a bunch of photos at the table, which continued to scatter. There Sierra can see some of the photos containing himself and Karen who are in the forest house.

“Do you think Martin is a leader you deserve to follow?” ask Paul.

Sierra picked up some of the photos that fell scattered. Not only photos of him, there are also photos of Martin and Karen, or Karen who ran in wet clothes. In this section Sierra frowned, because he felt not knowing the incident of the wet clothes worn by Karen. Of course the Sierra didn't recognize it, because that was when Karen had just plunged free into the great river that was behind the forest house.

“You should know, Si. All the facilities that the boy was wearing were mine. He can't do anything without me,” Paul continued. “But I never thought he would take his wife from the man who helped him succeed,”

Paul stood up, staring far away at the large, spacious window of his study. Through the window, anyone can see the grandeur of skyscrapers in urban areas.

“I'm grateful he's not my son,” Paul said. “I don't have to take any sin for this dirty deed,”

“Master, what do you mean you asked me here?” Sierra is standing. He could no longer bear to hear Paul's rantings that constantly vilified Martin.

Paul looked back, looking at Sierra. “I'll bring Ray here. Someone like Martin doesn't deserve it,”

***

(The day before, at dinner with Willis's family)

“What do you like about my son, Karen?” sophie asked, trying to melt the atmosphere.

Karen remained silent. He stared at Martin long enough, just to think of the best answer. Martin nodded with a smile at Karen, trying to convince her to give the best answer.

“Martin .. she loves wholeheartedly,” Karen replied slowly.

Sophie was bearded with a satisfied look, while Paul increasingly downed his glass of wine. Martin immediately grabbed Karen's hand, grasping it tightly as if there was nothing more precious in the world than Karen.

At first glance Paul looks at the attitude of Martin, then throw away the face looks fed up. Although he never loved his own family, and he was famous as an old man who liked women, Paul avoided playing with married women. Martin's attitude made him very sick as if he wanted to vomit in front of Martin's face.

“Karen, I'm glad Martin finally loves someone,” Sophie said, smiling proudly. “And lucky that woman is you, graceful beautiful woman,”

Karen and Martin looked at each other and then smiled. Looks like a new couple getting drunk on romance.

“How about your husband?” chirped Paul, breaking the happy atmosphere between the three people who were having dinner with him.

Sophie and Martin glanced at Paul sharply, looking very upset at Paul's attitude. Martin even hit the table, telling his father to stop all his nonsense that would only hurt Karen.

***

Sierra did not understand why he had agreed to Paul's invitation to go to the forest house, which was up to five hours from the city. But in fact, he is currently sitting next to the steering wheel, with Paul driving fast so they also quickly arrive. More precisely, after a chat about Ray, Sierra forced Paul to come with him to the forest house. As a former employee who has also been loyal, Sierra certainly has difficulty resisting.

“You know what makes this house so magnificent?” paul asked, after the two of them had arrived before the gate of the magnificent forest house.

Although not inhabited, Paul's men are always diligent in cleaning the forest house every day. After just a few minutes of standing in front, Paul finally invited Sierra to come in. The woman once again complied, because there was indeed nothing she could do in the middle of the forest like this.

“What time is it, Si?” paul asked as they opened the door.

Sierra checked his watch. “Jam 3 pm, Sir,”

“We can't go home right away. We have to spend the night here,” knot Paul, take off his suit and throw it in any direction.

“I told people to fill the refrigerator with food,” said Paul, checking the contents of the full refrigerator. “I want to eat your cooking,” he said once again, very short and deep.

Sierra gasped, silently peeking as he looked at Paul's powerful and domineering gaze. The old man approached Sierra who was still motionless, as if hypnotized. Then slowly he grabbed Sierra's small body in his arms, and began to fondle him.