Chapter 117

Maxwell looked a bit stunned. "Get your memory back? Are you sure about this?" "I'm sure." Charisse nodded firmly. "I've made up my mind." Maxwell stared at her for a few seconds before asking, "Is it because of that Mr. Grant?" Charisse pressed her lips together, then gave a faint smile. "Yeah." Maxwell let out a sigh. "Just as I thought." "What do you mean?" Maxwell chuckled with a complicated expression. "Even with amnesia, your feelings for him didn't seem to take a hit." Charisse was the one caught off guard this time. Meanwhile, Elliot had been waiting in the car for a long time, and still no sign of Charisse. Worried something might've gone wrong, he called her. But the phone rang until it hung up automatically. She didn't answer. Unable to sit still anymore, Elliot got out of the car. Just then, the elevator finally reached the ground floor. Charisse stepped out, looking completely out of it. Elliot's stomach dropped as he rushed over. "What's wrong?" Charisse said nothing. She