After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 959 Stunning Debut

Chapter 959 Stunning Debut

Besse had the slightest intention to hurt Doyle. She could feel how good he was to her, however, she felt strange towards him.

Three years ago, she woke up from the intensive care unit and the first person she saw was Doyle. But she didn't know him, or anyone else for that matter. She had forgotten everything. As Doyle told, they were engaged and childhood sweethearts with common interests and goals. He told her that her name was Besse and a car accident had left her bedridden for almost a year, causing amnesia. Because of the amnesia, everything around her seemed unfamiliar.

Besse felt like there was more to it than just memory loss. She couldn't shake off the feeling that maybe she wasn't Besse or the woman Doyle claimed she was.

Doyle showed her pictures of "herself" before the accident but even though they looked exactly alike, something about this face scared Besse, as if it wasn't hers at all.

Besse hoped one day all these doubts would be resolved when she regained some memories back. But three years had passed without any progress in recovering them. Life still went on though as per what Doyle told her about their life together so far. She had become Karami's designer, which made sense since design came naturally to Besse despite not remembering anything else important in life or people who mattered dearly to herself before losing her memory.

"Besse," said Doyle with deep affectionate eyes fixed on hers, "don't make me wait too long, okay?"

Besse was hesitant, reflecting upon these past three years when he had been by her side every step of the way with the utmost care. Even though he usually didn't care much about other people's emotions, towards Besse, he was always cautious as if she might disappear suddenly anytime soon. She was more or less touched by what he did. She just couldn't help feeling hesitant whenever they talked about their relationship because something inside kept her resisting it no matter what.

"Okay." Replied she.

In the past three years, many things had become a reality. If memories could be restored, they would have been long ago. Besse gave herself another six months. If things were still the same after that time, she decided to let go of the past and focus on living in the present and future, just as Doyle had suggested.

Doyle couldn't help but smile brightly when he heard Besse finally agree to marry him. Every time he brought up marriage before, Besse always refused without hesitation. This time was different though; her tone was noticeably changed.

He cradled her face in his hands and planted a kiss on her forehead. Every kiss Doyle gave her was gentle and loving as if she were his most precious treasure. Besse shouldn't have doubted Doyle's feelings for her or questioned hers for him either.

"Mr George, Miss Besse, it's your turn now." Said a staff member at the door respectfully.

Besse replied with a nod and stood up from in front of the makeup table. Doyle held onto Besse's hand tightly as they walked out of their dressing room towards the runway stage.

After all of the models finished their walk down the runway came Karami's chief designers making their global debut appearance tonight, undoubtedly one of tonight's most anticipated moments.

Besse was still nervous despite having attended many fashion shows before, where she left halfway through each one without ever stepping foot on stage. This would be her first time doing so, which made it even more nerve-wracking for her.

She didn't like this part very much but every time she left early before walking down that runway, Doyle felt disappointed even though he never showed it before her or blamed her for it either. Not once did he ever do so.

Taking a deep breath inwards helped calm some nerves while holding onto Doyle's hand tighter than usual also helped ease some anxiety. He reassured her by saying, "Don't worry about anything because I'm here with you."

A smile crept across Besse's lips upon hearing those words from him, since whenever she opened up to see everything around her feeling scared or lost within herself, there was always Doyle there who made sure everything turned out okay.

"I'm not afraid when you're here." Said Besse gratefully, to which Doyle smiled even wider than before. He wanted nothing more than to lean over right then and kiss those lips passionately, however, at that moment, they heard their names being called out over loudspeakers signalling their cue to take centre stage together.

Doyle suppressed his desire and led them both towards centre stage, where everyone waited eagerly, anticipating the debut of the chief designer of Karami.

They thought it would be just like those fashion shows before, with the designer not even making an appearance. But this time, they surprised everyone.

A man and a woman walked out onto the stage, with lights shining on them. If it wasn't for their introduction beforehand, they could easily be mistaken for runway models. They were even more impressive than the models.

The man was tall and handsome while the woman was charming and alluring. Both of them had Western features but mostly Eastern contours, with a touch of exotic flair.

As soon as they stepped onto the stage, thunderous applause erupted throughout the venue. The show had reached its climax.

"That's the woman I saw last time! She's Karami's designer?!" Susan exclaimed as she looked at the woman on stage.

"Have you met her before?" Manuel asked in surprise.

"Yes! It was when I went out with Sal and Una last time. We bumped into her at a restaurant. Remember how I said she looks like Hannah?" Susan was so excited that she stumbled over her words. Manuel frowned as he scrutinized them both. He didn't think she resembled Hannah much except for some vague similarities in her aura or vibe perhaps.

"She's not Hannah." Said he.

"I know she isn't." Answered Susan, slightly annoyed.

"If I knew she was Karami's designer, I should have talked with her more that day, and got to know each other a little bit better," Susan muttered.

Manuel didn't continue with the conversation. He was not interested in building connections with those leaders of fashion but he was willing to accompany Susan.

But then again, he suddenly felt his eyes widen when Doyle and Besse elegantly took their bows together on stage before turning around hand-in-hand to exit.

He couldn't help but stare at Besse's silhouette as if struck by lightning. He finally understood why Susan said this person looked like Hannah. From behind, they did seem identical.

It felt like Hannah herself stood right there in front of him.

He couldn't help but glance over towards Oscar sitting up front, wondering if his cousin had noticed that too.