Fraser left the hospital and found a ce to drink alone.


    The past is still fresh in his mind, and Vivian is still the most important person in his heart, but fate has made Vivian forget him again and again.


    Even though Fraser was upset, he could not change anything.


    He is not a Cryptid, nor is he a Houghton, and he does not know the secret techniques of the Cryptids, nor does he know how to release Vivian’s sealed memories.


    After Vivian’s disappearance, he tried his best to find her, but was never heard from.


    Until she reappeared, standing in front of him in a state of ‘amnesia’, once again not recognizing him.


    Once, twice, more times, Fraser’s hot heart gradually lost its temperature and became cold.


    The cell phone sitting on the table rang, he took a sip of his wine, picked it up smoothly and answered it.


    “Have you found Vivian yet?”


    It was Anthony on the other end of the line.


    “She, lost her memory.”


    The word ‘amnesia’, said carelessly, but it was like a sharp dagger stabbed viciously into the chest, blood spurting, painful suffocating, painful spasms.


    He put down his ss, raised his hand and made a fist, hammered his chest hard, trying to soothe the pain that gripped his heart there.


    “When really lost your memory?” Anthony was a bit exasperated, “Houghton, the old thing, is really cruel.”


    Vivian’s memory loss is harmful to him, not beneficial, really makes Anthony some headache.


    “Fraser, you … beep beep beep …”


    Anthony wanted to say something else, Fraser had already hung up the phone.


    He dialed back again, only to have Fraser hang up again.


    Finally, Fraser annoyed and turned off his phone, just sitting by the window a strong drink.


    “Sir, you … are you okay?”


    Suddenly, a woman in an aqua green dress appeared in front of him, inclined her head and looked at him, some worried inquiry.


    Fraser looked up at her and couldn’t help but frown, “Have we … met somewhere?”


    He had drunk a lot of wine, but not to the point of drunkenness.


    The woman looked at him also knitted her brows and inclined her head to think carefully, “You are … who are youing from, I suddenly can’t remember the name.”


    She patted her head with some chagrin, and anxious and angry.


    “Fraser.”


    “Oh, yes, Mr. Fraser, I’ve really been looking for you for a long time, I didn’t think we’d meet again.”


    She was so ecstatic, she was almost dancing with her hands.


    Fraser knew her as Vi Sabastian.


    He had been kidnapped and dumped in C back in the day and met his now mysterious boss named Bikal.


    Bikal had brought him to Country C and had met Vi Sabastian then.


    “Miss Vi is really a noble person.” Fraser smiled elegantly, raised his finger and pointed to the opposite seat, indicating her to sit down, “Under the Sakiya Mountain, I was fishing by the river, you fell into the water by rafting, and I saved you. You forget?”All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.


    He reminded.


    That time he came to stay with Bikal for a long time, Bikal had important matters to deal with, and could not leave for a while, so he stayed in the hidden tribe for a while.


    It was at that time that he learned the Cryptguage, and it was also at that time that hepletely learned Houghton’s true identity.


    When he was bored with Cryptic, he went fishing at the river and just happened to meet Vi Sabastian.


    But this time, Fraser also clear Vi Sabastian’s another identity, that is … Cindere Sabastian’s niece.


    And, she is very much valued by Cindere Sabastian.


    “No, no. I remember you, but just got so excited that I forgot your name.”


    Vi Sabastian blushed a little and stood up in a hurry and bowed towards him, “Mr. Fraser, I’m so sorry.”


    Vi Sabastian was very good-looking, with fair skin, inherited strong genes from her mother, picturesque eyebrows, and two dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiled.