Chapter 270: This lady ... She’s planning to run away again.
Adelyn tried to think.
However, she couldn’t go beyond the most obvious possibilities.
The unfamiliarity felt real ...
... so real that no matter how hard she thought, she couldn’t imagine anything beyond the simplest explanations.
What else could there possibly be?
A forgotten memory?
And every single person from the past she had forgotten suddenly reappearing in her life just to make her remember it all over again?
Even if she wanted to think that way, she simply couldn’t picture herself living inside a soap opera where forgotten memories and dramatic reunions were the norm.
She was living in the real world.
A normal life.
And here, amnesia wasn’t exactly an everyday occurrence.
Furthermore, she had no record of ever suffering from serious memory loss.
Yes, there were a few things she had forgotten.
But they had always seemed insignificant.
So insignificant that even after realizing she had forgotten them, they had never truly bothered her.
It wasn’t like she had forgotten a period of her life. She remembers everything significant perfectly. Her years abroad, her university life, the people she met there, the grad projects she had worked on, the missions she had led and even the championships she had won after participating in GSSF.
She remembered every bit of it.
And since everything else remained so vivid ...
How could she possibly have forgotten something truly important?
No.
There couldn’t be anything that deeply buried. She was probably just overthinking everything.
"Ms. Grace? Did you need something?" Asher’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
She blinked before immediately shaking her head.
"Oh, it’s nothing," she said with a polite smile. "I just came out to get myself a glass of water."
She lightly raised the empty glass in her hand, shaking it for show.
"I can get it myself."
Then she glanced at the three of them.
"As for you ... since you’re all here this late to see Mr. Warren, it must be something important. Please, go ahead." She gestured in the direction of the other end of the corridor where Dylan potentially was.
"Don’t let me delay you."
With that, she offered them another courteous smile before stepping aside and turning toward the staircase.
Soon, her figure disappeared downstairs.
Behind her, Asher, Eve, and Emmett watched her leave in silence.
Only after she was completely out of sight did Asher finally speak.
"Don’t tell me you two almost spilled the beans."
Eve folded her arms and scoffed. "This thoughtless fool almost did." She shot Emmett a pointed side glance.
Emmett immediately huffed. "Eve, now you’re crossing the line." He pointed at himself in disbelief.
"How am I the thoughtless one?"
His hands settled on his hips as he turned toward her, demanding an explanation.
Eve didn’t waver in the slightest. Rolling her eyes, she looked straight at him. "You really want to know?"
"Then how about recalling exactly what you almost blurted out just now?"
Emmett’s face immediately turned red. His confident posture instantly crumbled. Reaching behind his neck, he awkwardly rubbed it.
"That ... I simply forgot for a moment," he said. "But I wasn’t doing it on purpose. Didn’t I stop myself before it was too late?"
Eve almost became speechless.
"It wasn’t you," she said flatly, pointing at him. "It was me."
"I was the one who stepped in and salvaged the situation. Otherwise ..."
She sighed, turning to glance in the direction of the stairs. "... with how sharp our lady has always been, she would’ve definitely suspected something from your words."
Emmett lowered his head. His guilty conscience finally caught up with him. He knew he had nearly made a disastrous mistake.
Still ...
He truly hadn’t meant to.
"Enough." Asher finally interrupted, looking at both of them seriously. "Just be more careful from now on. Don’t speak recklessly."
Both Eve and Emmett immediately nodded.
"Understood."
The three of them turned, intending to head toward Dylan’s study.
However—
Emmett suddenly stopped.
Turning back, he glanced at Eve, then at Asher, before looking toward the staircase where Adelyn had disappeared.
"Hey ... by the way ..." he frowned thoughtfully.
"What was the lady muttering to herself just now? Did you hear her?" His eyes eventually settled on Eve.
Asher also instinctively looked towards her.
Eve thought for a moment before slowly shaking her head.
"No. I couldn’t hear her clearly. I only caught something about ... things becoming too hard to explain." She shrugged casually, not thinking about it too much in detail. "It was probably just her talking to herself. I don’t think it was anything serious."
Emmett crossed his arms. His expression, however, remained unusually serious.
"I don’t think so."
Eve exchanged a glance with Asher before looking back at him again.
"What do you mean?"
Emmett didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he paused as though trying to piece together the scattered words he had heard.
After several seconds, he slowly shook his head. "I don’t know," he said, "I couldn’t hear everything either. But from the few words I managed to catch ..."
His brows slowly knitted together as his expression changed gradually, turning colder.
"... it sounded like she was plotting something."
Asher immediately frowned.
"Plotting?" he repeated.
Emmett nodded.
This time, far more confidently.
"Yes. Plotting."
He suddenly snapped his fingers.
"I remember now! She was clearly planning an escape. Running away ... once again."
The moment those words left his mouth, Emmett abruptly turned toward the staircase, ready to rush after her.
"This lady ... She’s planning to run away again. She—"
Before he could take more than a single step, both Eve and Asher grabbed him at the same time, pulling him back.
"You—"
Eve glared at him.
"Where exactly do you think you’re going?"
Seeing her glare, Emmett immediately looked wronged. He pointed toward the staircase.
"Where else would I be going?" he asked, as though his intentions were painfully obvious and she was somehow the only one who couldn’t see them.
"Of course I’m going to confront her."
He continued struggling against their hold, his eyes firmly fixed on the staircase.
"I’ll ask her exactly what she’s planning this time. We can’t possibly let her run away again, can we?"
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