It kind of sucks having an enemy you know nothing about. Richard tried many times to get his memory back and even ask the system for aid but the system won't just budge. Rather the floating message remained still. < System message ; Start your own company. Richard was not sure if it was the best idea to start his own business. Here was Thoams Bishop who was breathing down on his neck and trying to get him but still he didn't understand why. “ Stop!” he yelled. “ Stop asking me if I want to build an empire and here me solve this riddle. I need to know who Thomas Bishop is and how he is connected to me. Can't you at least help me do that?” The system immediately went dead silent. No words and the panel also erased right in front of him. “ Good! Just great!” Richard threw his hands into the air. His mind went back to Diane and he remembered he had not called to check up on her. But Richard didn't want to. The love he had for her was slowly burning down. The thought of Diane accep

Meanwhile, The Denali Contract was launched with Richard standing right beside Sarah Robertson and trying as much as possible to keep a low profile. He only needed to take some pictures and also sign a few documents since he officially collected the contract on behalf of The Warren’s family. Gerald and Kathleen felt a bit drawn back. They couldn't go and meet him or even shake hands with him while Dienna also felt bad. She could read the atmosphere and noticed how Ricard had distanced himself from her. But Sarah, she was all over Richard. She kept introducing him to each business tycoon and also to many of her business associates. But then, Brian Lawrence walked in, even making the tension escalate. Sarah has given strict instructions not to allow him to enter but somehow, Brian found a way. He walked towards the Warren’s family and greeted Gerald. At first, Gerald didn't want to pay him any attention but he reminded him of the money he had given to him just in the nick of time t

Money isn't everything. When a man has money, he craves for something else. Love maybe, power, or something more. As the car tumbled, Richard thought it was all over. Away from the Warren’s who only saw him as a tool to be used. Away from Sarah who wants his heart and of course Thomas Bishop who wanted him gone for some weird reasons known to him. The rain didn’t stop that night. It poured harder as if the sky itself was crying.Broken glass lay scattered across the wet road. Richard’s car had flipped twice before landing in a ditch. The headlights were still on, flickering weakly in the dark. Steam rose from the crushed bonnet, and the sound of dripping water filled the silence after the crash.Inside, Richard’s head rested against the steering wheel. Blood trickled slowly down his forehead. His breathing was faint but steady. The phone that had caused his distraction was lying near his feet, its screen was shattered but still glowing faintly with Sarah’s name on it. Minutes p

Troy, Tony , Calvin and Clara all rushed into the hospital demanding to see their boss. Troy, who was supposed to have driven Richard that day, couldn't forgive himself.The thought of Richard's death made him even more scared. They all knew he was the bread winner of their families. As they walked into Richard's wards, he couldn't stop wondering how they all got to meet themselves. “ What is your definition of lying low, boss?” Troy said, looking at him. Richard wanted to talk but he could only wince in pain. The door opened and one of the nurses walked in carrying a small tray of medicine. “ You need to let him rest. He has to recover fast and talking now isn't too good for him.” she said, staring at their faces. Tony, who was a former military man, decided he was going to be staying right outside the door for his protection. He wasn't a man of many words but Richard could see his heart. He was sincere and loving. Richard took his medicine and relaxed. He looked at their faces