My Three Darlings by Anonymous

Chapter 270

Sawyer looked up in shock. "You remember everything?" Something was not right... If Eliza really remembered everything, she shouldn't treat Beau like this! He frowned and looked at Eliza in shock. "Are you sure... you remember everything?" According to Sawyer, Lyric, and Hamza's guess, when Eliza found out that everything was planned by Beau to let her restore her memory. She should be moved to tears and cherish Beau so much that she would never want to be separated from him.

But how could it be like this? She was actually calm and indifferent, as if she had no feelings for Beau? "Surprised?" Eliza's lips curled into a smile. In fact, she didn't sleep much last night. After finishing the video call with the three kids, she was thinking about what she should do. What was the right thing to do. After thinking for a while, she still didn't get the answer. In the end, the answer she gave herself was, "Depending on your mood."

There was no need to care about what others said or did. She had the final say for her life. Sawyer frowned. He kept feeling that Eliza was different today. She was completely different from yesterday. The most obvious thing was that she stopped beating people today and ignored Joye. He told Beau everything that Eliza had told him. When Beau on the other end of the line saw the message he sent, he finally frowned. How could it be... He knew how much Eliza loved him in the past. He never thought that she would hate him after he tried his best to help her restore her memories. He put down his phone and closed his eyes silently. "Beau, do I look good in this dress?" Joye walked out of the fitting room in a light green evening dress, with a shy smile on her face. "I like this kind of green, full of the smell of nature!" After that, she even turned around in front of Beau and asked, "Do I look good?" Beau glanced at her indifferently. "Yes." "Like a toad." 2 Joye's smile froze on her face. "What did you say?" He sneered. "Now that you asked, it means you heard it." After that, he put away his cell phone and glanced at Joye coldly with one hand in his pocket. "Enjoy trying out the dresses yourself." "I have to go now." After saying that, he turned around and left. Joye widened her eyes. She immediately caught up with him and grabbed his arm. "Beau, where are you going? Didn't we agree that you'll help me choose my wedding dress today?" Beau curled his lips and coldly removed her hand. "I'm in a bad mood today." After that, he shook off her hand and turned to leave. Joye stood where she was and looked in the direction he left, biting her lips hard. She lifted her dress and wanted to catch up, but was stopped by the people in the wedding dress store. "Miss, you're still wearing our dress. You cannot dirty it..."

In the president's office of the Sahil Group. Tyson frowned and looked at the dejected Beau, "Are you sure... you really want to do that?" Beau closed his eyes and wearily leaned on the sofa, nodding. "If we continue, she will never forgive me." Tyson was speechless. "Just coax her." "The reason why we have laid this trap for so long is not only to restore your wife's memories but also to reduce our losses in the confrontation with Elias." "But now, if you... act impulsively, everything will be in vain." With this, he looked down at the time. "Beau, you still have a week." "In this week's time, we will completely exhaust all the powers in Elias's hands..." "As long as you can hold on for another week." "We ..."

"Tyson." Beau interrupted him, raised his head, and looked at Tyson's face seriously. "Is Elias a very difficult opponent for us?" Tyson paused for a while and said, "In fact, he's not "Sahil Group has great international influence...." "LY Group in Elias's hands can only dominate in Sage City." "As long as we gather other forces and use all our strength to suppress them..." Beau laughed. "So, why do I have to sacrifice Eliza and myself?"

Tyson was stunned. "The main purpose of you... doing all these, isn't it to reduce our losses while dealing with Elias?" "No." Beau shifted into a comfortable position and leaned against the sofa. "I can afford the money." "As long as it's a problem that can be solved with money, it's not a problem for me." Tyson's eyes widened. His face was full of disbelief. "You've done so much, are you only doing this to restore Eliza's memories?" "Is her memory that important to you?" "It's not her memories that are important, it's her." Beau closed his eyes and said in a deep sound. "She gave me too much happiness that I've never had..." "So, I hope she can also remember all the happy moments of her life." With this, he opened his eyes. "If she's not around me, I won't be happy no matter how much

money or power I have."

Tyson opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't even make a sound.

He was too shocked. From young till now... He had never seen anyone as crazy as Beau. He had seen Eliza before as well. Although she was beautiful and had a good personality. However, Beau didn't have to act so crazily just because of her, did he? Even now, just because Eliza didn't forgive him, he was going to destroy all their previous plans and deal with Elias boldly!? "Have you made up your mind?" "That's right." "Okay then."

Tyson took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to give the order now." "From now on, Sahil Group is going to make a move on LY group."

"Lucija." In a five-star hotel in Sage

City. Leaning on the sofa, Elias stretched out his finger and gently

caressed the woman in the photo on his phone. He closed his eyes, and in front of him appeared the tearful eyes of Liam before he died. "Elias, you still have a bright future." "As

me, I'm already old... I'm all alofor

Ten years ago, there was a fire, and my wife and daughter, who was just one month old, died in it." In my life, I have nothing to worry about... If my daughter is still alive... she should be ten years old." "Lucija, my daughter..." Holding Liam's hand tightly, Elias closed his eyes. "I remember, your daughter is called Lucija." The scene changed. The eight-year-old girl stood at the gate of the orphanage and smiled at him. He walked over and held her hand gently. "From today on, you will be called Lucija." I "Your mission is to live for my friend."