Outside the city, Justin stared at his lookalike in disbelief at what he’d just said—"Because you are Aiden Handrix."
He was certain he wasn’t. Regaining his composure, Justin maintained his cold and domineering stance.
"Whatever tricks you’re trying to play won’t work on , Aiden Handrix," Justin warned, deliberately using the na on Natalie’s marriage certificate.
Justin knew he hadn’t married Natalie—aning the man in front of him was the one who did.
The man kept his cool, and his gaze, which had softened montarily at Justin, turned indifferent. "So you truly don’t rember who you are."
"I know exactly who I am," Justin replied sharply. "But if you don’t reveal what kind of ga you’re playing with Natalie, I’ll make sure you don’t rember who you truly are."
The man smirked. "You’re still the sa. I wouldn’t be surprised if you ca here with the intention of extracting information from and then killing . But if that’s your plan, let warn you—it would be a loss for both you and Natalie. Besides, if you truly have no mory of your past, killing will only rob you of the chance to discover your real identity."
Justin continued to look at him, trying to see this man and comprehend what he ant. The mont this man called him Aiden Handrix, Justin had forgotten he was here to get everything out of him and then kill him.
This man in front of him had changed the ga, making Justin doubt that he himself was AIden Handrix. He had heard in his dreams soone calling him Aiden so many tis and it felt so real.
"And under what identity do you live now, if you’ve truly forgotten your real na?" the man asked.
Justin didn’t answer, instead countering, "If I’m Aiden Handrix, then who are you?"
"If you won’t tell your current identity, then don’t expect to answer anything," the man replied, his gaze shifting to Justin’s chest. "Or perhaps you’d like to prove that you’re not who you think you are."
Justin raised a brow and the man said, "Apologies for what I am going to do," he moved his hands to Justin’s collars, only to have it gripped tightly by Justin, even before his hand could reach it.
Justin passed him a warning gaze, both n with the sa face, sa built, sa height and aura, stared at each other coldly.
At the sa ti, the n from both sides got into an alerted position to take action if sothing had happened.
The man remained calm and raised a brow at Justin. "Don’t want to know the truth?"
Justin didn’t know why, but he let go of his hands, wanting to know what he was up to.
As he released Aiden’s hand, he held Justin’s collars and pulled away the side of his shirt, revealing Justin’s chest, the top buttons of his shirt torn apart.
"You got rid of the tattoo?" The man asked in a surprise.
Justin shrugged his hands away and said, "I never had any tattoo."
"Don’t want to know how you got the scar on your heart?" Aiden asked.
Justin straightened his shirt, not believing himself that instead of taking any action, he was having a conversation with this man. As far as he knew, he had no idea how he got that small scar on his heart and there was never a tattoo.
Aiden stayed calm, as the scar on Justin’s heart had assured him of sothing even profound, clearing any doubt he had towards Justin’s true identity.
Aiden said, "You were supposed to have a tattoo on your heart, but you didn’t want it and ended up hurting yourself at the heart’s side. Later the tattoo was made on the right side of your chest. But as you have no tattoo, you might like to check if you were ever operated on.
Justin’s curiosity got the better of him. "What kind of tattoo?"
Aiden stared at Justin for a long mont before speaking. "Now that I think about it, perhaps it’s better if you don’t know. You’ve already lost your mories."
Justin clenched his jaw. "If you’re done with your gas, get to the point. Why did you marry Natalie? Why do you look exactly like ? What are your intentions?"
"I’m here to tell you everything, but first, you have to do sothing for ," Aiden replied. "If you refuse, I’ll take these secrets to my grave. And know this: it’s for Natalie’s good."
"You don’t need to worry about what’s best for her," Justin shot back.
"If I hadn’t, she would have ended up in the wrong hands. You have no idea how long I’ve been protecting her," Aiden countered. "The best thing I ever did was to stop her from marrying Ivan Brown. If you truly care about her, you should thank for that."
"What do you want from ?" Justin demanded. Though he didn’t trust this man, he needed answers.
"You need to bring Natalie sowhere—without letting her know. And she mustn’t rember anything that happens afterward," Aiden said.
In an instant, Justin grabbed him by the collar, his voice a growl. "Say that again, and you’ll regret it."
Aiden remained calm. "She won’t be hard. I give you my word. But if you don’t bring her, you’ll both regret it."
"I don’t care what I’ve forgotten or why you married Natalie," Justin hissed, tightening his grip. "Trust , I could end you right here, and nothing would change."
The man t Justin’s gaze steadily. "Aiden."
Justin’s gaze wavered at the sound of that na.
"You have to trust , Aiden. I’m not your enemy," Aiden said, his tone unwavering.
Justin’s mind scread to strike him, but his heart... his heart hesitated. Slowly, his grip on Aiden’s collar loosened, as if he truly didn’t have the will to harm him.
"Who are you?" Justin asked, staring into those familiar eyes.
"I’ll tell you once you do what I’ve asked," Aiden assured him. "And if you manage to regain your mories, you’ll know who I am. Trust , on that day, you won’t be holding my collars in anger like this."
Justin simply glared at him.
Aiden continued. "I am giving you ti not more than week. Decide what you want to do and let know."
"And you think I am going to let you off from here to respond you in a week," Justin countered coldly.
"You know you don’t want to kill and instead you would be in loss to lose , the only source of all your questions," Aiden replied, "I am not running away anywhere. If I wanted to, I wouldn’t have co to you. Take your ti and let know if you can do it. If not, I will have to resort my own way which you might not like."
Aiden waited for Justin to say sothing, but found Justin still glaring at him.
"Take your ti. Doesn’t seem like you want to kill , then I am leaving first," Aiden turned around as he said, "Also, it’s your na that’s on Natalie’s marriage certificate, your real na- Aiden Handrix," and he sat in his car.
Justin and his people simply watched them leave.
Noah ca to Justin. "Mr Harper, what now? You let him go."
Not answering, Justin turned and sat in his car, a signal for his people to leave as well. Noah looked at Justin and could see his boss had so much going on in his mind.
"To the Ford’s event," Justin instructed.
Noah saw Justin’s shirt needed to be changed and he arranged for that, as a good assistant he was.
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