Chapter 3The Amnesia Protocol

I returned home like a walking ghost, quickly filled out the application forms, and ran straight to my former professor's office.

"Professor, can I still join the classified research project?"

"Someone with your talent? Anytime. But..."

After his initial excitement, the professor looked slightly hesitant.

"Arthur has always been so protective of you. He didn't want you working because he was afraid it would be too hard on you."

"Once you enter the secure facility, you'll be working under an alias. You might not see your family for ten, maybe even twenty years. It's nothing like living the life of a billionaire's wife. Do you want six months to think about it?"

I didn't hesitate. "No need. I'll be ready to join in one month."

If the rest of my life had to be dedicated to a husband like Arthur.

I would rather burn out the rest of my days in a lab, dedicating myself entirely to biomedical research.

The professor respected my decision and didn't press further.

"If you've truly made up your mind, we would be honored to have you join the project."

My gaze was unwavering.

"I don't have any attachments holding me back anymore."

Right now, I was exactly what Arthur called me: an orphan.

I had no family, and I certainly didn't need a husband.