After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 997 Another Storm Is Brewing

Chapter 997 Another Storm is Brewing

"Whether or not it's plagiarism, you should know better than anyone," Oscar said seemingly casually.

"Maybe I forgot," Besse replied, but she didn't tell Oscar about her amnesia.

"If you forgot, don't you want to try and remember?"

"Sometimes I do," Besse said. "Like when facing situations like this, I wish I could remember so that maybe things wouldn't be so passive now. But most of the time, I feel like if I forgot then maybe it wasn't something worth remembering in the first place. If I don't want to remember, why bother agonizing over painful memories?"

Oscar's throat moved slightly.

Why should she bother agonizing over painful memories?

He nodded silently in agreement with Besse's words.

Besse didn't say anything else either. She felt as though Oscar knew about her amnesia somehow. Of course, whether he knew or not was irrelevant to her; she was just sharing her thoughts with him. After breakfast, Besse didn't leave immediately. She checked the time and seemed to be waiting for someone.

Oscar couldn't urge her on. At that moment, they were both sitting on separate couches a bit far apart from each other anyway. After a while, there was some commotion in the lobby area and Besse turned around to see Salem and Una waking up and coming out of their rooms.

Una saw Besse and ran excitedly towards her with short legs. "Miss Besse!"

Besse gave Una a big hug lifting her into her arms. Salem watched from the side, feeling somewhat envious; he also wanted to jump into Besse's embrace because he felt like it would be especially warm there.

"Will you stay at our house forever?" Una asked innocently.

Besse shook her head, "Nope! I have to leave soon."

If she hadn't been waiting for Salem to wake up then she would have left earlier already, since she somehow felt that she needed to say goodbye to that boy before leaving. "Why do you have to go?" Una asked.

Salem also did not want her gone yet but he wasn't as expressive as his sister often was; he usually didn't show how much he feels about things too openly.

"Because this isn't my home," explained Besse patiently. "I need to go back home."

"Why can't there become your home too?"

"Home isn't just any place," answered Besse gently. "Home has loved ones accompanying us."

"What are loved ones?"

"It's like how you're related by blood with your dad and brother."

"Oh," Una seemed to understand but not quite, "So are you going back to your parents?"

Besse's throat tightened. She didn't have parents. When she was very young, they died in an accident. However, when she heard this news, she didn't feel sad instinctively. It was like it happened to someone else and not her.

"It's kind of like that," Besse replied absently.

"Can you stay a few more days before leaving? I want to play with you." Una asked pitifully.

"Maybe next time..." Besse's words trailed off. There might not be a next time and she didn't want to deceive the little girl.

"No. Why can't you stay? Don't you like me?" Una's eyes turned red with tears.

"There are many things that adults understand that children don't. You'll know when you grow up." Besse felt helpless in explaining it clearly and could only try to evade the question.

Una still felt upset despite Besse trying to comfort her by patting her head gently. As she tried comforting Una, Besse couldn't help but turn towards Salem, who was standing beside them silently with his lips tightly pursed together unlike his usual obedient self. The boy was watching them with visible reluctance in his eyes, which made Besse feel a twinge of pain as if there was something different between their relationship compared to others.

She smiled at Salem and said, "Salem, I have to go."

Although Una was cute and even more lively than Salem, which made people fond of her easily, Salem's reluctance towards letting go of Besse now made her feel guilty about it with heartache.

"I hope you can become a great man just like your dad one day." With a smile on her face, Besse blessed him for future success before turning around towards Oscar saying, "Thank you, Mr Commander." This meant asking him for transportation since taxis were impossible here anyway.

Oscar nodded as he stood up from the sofa and then led Besse out while leaving behind two children, who looked at them longingly, especially Salem, whose desire showed clearly through his eyes. Besse looked back at the boy and followed Oscar reluctantly.

There had been a black car parked out of the castle. A guard opened the door for her.

"Thank you," Besse said to the guard.

After getting into the car, she turned around to look at Oscar, who was also looking at her.

Besse said, "Thank you."

Oscar didn't answer.

It seemed like he didn't want to accept her thanks. Besse pursed her lips and didn't say anything else.

Sometimes between adults, there's no need for so many words.

She got into the car. Oscar just watched as the door was closed heavily behind her. The car started and slowly drove away.

He was standing there until he couldn't see her. He wondered if she would feel a little reluctant when leaving. At the moment when the car completely disappeared from his sight, he lowered his eyes. A tear fell but he completely ignored it.

He picked up his phone, which had been ringing non-stop and answered, "Manuel."

His voice had returned to normal now.

"The evidence is ready. Phantom did indeed plagiarize Hannah's work." Manuel said straightforwardly.

"Talk to Phantom privately and ask her to suppress this plagiarism incident in a way that will cause minimal harm to Bess," Oscar instructed him.

"Don't you want... to talk with Besse?" Manuel was somewhat surprised since Besse was living with him now. Shouldn't he take advantage of this opportunity?

"She has her own life," Oscar replied calmly while looking ahead.

If there was another life, he would never disturb her again. As long as she lived happily then it was good enough for him. For her, this was already another lifetime and he could no longer approach any closer than where they were right now.

"Oscar,"

"That's all." Oscar hung up the phone, afraid that he would change his mind again.

When he was about to go back home, he received another call.

"Oscar! Just received news that Phantom is holding a press conference accusing Besse of plagiarizing her work! She says she wants to use legal means to protect their rights!"