When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie)

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"Clyde!"

I tried to move forward but was shoved back by Rachel.

"Rachel, what the heck are you doing? Melanie is his wife!"

"But he doesn't recognize her, he only recognizes me."

Rachel glared at us with venom, "Jade, you better take responsibility for your actions!"

Before I could move again, she had already slammed the elevator door shut.

Jade frantically pressed the elevator buttons, "Has she lost her mind?"

"Melanie! What's going on?"

Fenton arrived just in time to see Jade gearing up to confront Rachel.

I quickly grabbed her, "Jade, something's off here, we need to think this through."

Fenton came over to help, too.

"Let's head to my office; it's too crowded here, and this might escalate."

I nodded in agreement, still in shock from the turn of events. Only now did I notice the crowd of colleagues who had witnessed the scene.

Whether Jade was telling the truth or not, the word was bound to spread.

Once in Fenton's office, I relayed the whole story, causing Fenton to frown deeply.

He pulled out his phone, scrolled through it for a bit, then handed it to me.

"Melanie, this is gonna be hard to keep under wraps."

"Ms. Scott's story seems credible, and if we're not careful, the press might start investigating."

Jade leaned in to see the flurry of messages from our colleagues, and we both froze.

"No way! The boss's amnesia, and the mistress takes over? What kind of soap opera is this?"

"Look, I told you! When I first joined the company, it was right when Mr. Patterson was wooing his wife. How could he forget?"

"Amnesia plus old flame trope, what's Mr. Patterson playing at?"

"I don't care about their personal drama; I'm just worried if the contracts Mr. Patterson signed recently are still valid."

The last comment made me wince.

If Clyde was proven to have memory issues, many projects could be affected.

Now, with Vinson Russell almost tied up in projects and battling York Patterson, my position in the company was precarious. If our competitors got wind of this...

I shook my head, "I'm going to find Gemma, see if she can quash this."

"Everything else... Jade, you'd better stay in the office for now."

"I'm sorry, Melanie, I just..."

"No apologies, I know you meant well. I didn't stop you, so I'm at fault too."

I patted her shoulder and hurried off to find Gemma.

But we were a step too slow.

The Patterson Group's CEO Forgets His Wife

The Patterson Group's Management Chaos Could Affect Multiple Projects

In no time, Clyde's amnesia was trending.

Especially since the Ironvale case hadn't been resolved yet. Back then, the news had rocked the entire inte, and now, people were reminded that Clyde had been injured while trying to save me.

Our college days weren't exactly low profile, and many knew about us. Suddenly, online criticism intensified.

"Taking advantage of someone's vulnerability is despicable. This

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roommate, what a soap opera plot!"

"I can vouch, in college, Clyde had only Melanie for a girlfriend! Many tried to break them up, including me, and failed!"

"I can attest too, Melanie and I were in the same department. Her roommate had nothing to do with Clyde."

"Having such a person as the CEO

The Patterson Group is

inappropriate. What kind of

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character is this? I don't buy the mental disorder excuse."

"Agree with the comment above. He's had so many flings before; this must be a scam!"

By the time Merritt Patterson found me, The Patterson Group's stocks had plummeted.