Chapter 902

She looked very likable.

However, Albert knew that Julian hadn’t called him over to reminisce about old times.

Albert hadn’t forgotten the things he had done. If it weren’t for the many years he had worked for the Fulcher family as well as Noel’s unwavering loyalty to Julian, Julian wouldn’t have allowed him to live so comfortably.

He would’ve sent Albert to prison, just like what he did to Kayla.

“Go back.”

Julian’s investigation into Diana was complete. He had no intention of conversing with Albert anymore.

Seeing Julian’s unusually serious expression, Albert became even more worried. He didn’t mind that Julian hadn’t answered his question. Since the incident, his role had been crystal clear to him-he was just a servant. He mustn’t entertain thoughts of being part of the family anymore.

Whatever the master commanded, he had to obey.

Just like his son.

However, Albert still had something he wanted to say. He knew he had to.

“Sir, this old servant will never forget your kindness. One day, I’ll definitely repay your and Mrs.

Fulcher’s generosity!” Being served soup by Betty was a blessing. He felt even more regret for the twins who never got to be born.

However, Julian didn’t take his words seriously.

“Go back.”

His focus was solely on Diana right now.

He was starting to believe her amnesia.

It had happened twice.

When he threatened her using the twins, she faced him with her life on the line. No doubt, she was someone who cared a lot about them.

After that, she couldn’t remember the death anniversaries of Aster and Star.

Now, she treated Albert so kindly.

She wasn’t the only one to show kindness to Albert. Even Sean and Betty were polite to him.

It was politeness entirely between strangers.

Under what circumstances would Diana forget the man who was involved in the loss of Aster and Star?

There could be only one explanation-she had truly lost her memory.

Didn’t that mean he had been wrong about her this whole time, and had caused her grief?

But… What did the hospital’s examination results say?

Worried, Julian quickly returned upstairs and retrieved Mr. Whatever’s phone. He set up the voice-

changing software, then dialed Diana’s number.

Meanwhile, Diana was already resting in bed. She had gone downstairs for she wouldn’t worry the children, but doing so had tired her.

Now, there was an incoming call.

At first, she didn’t want to answer. Seeing that Mr. Whatever was calling again, she figured he was probably a debt collector. With great reluctance, she picked up the phone.

‘Huh? This person’s voice is weird… I don’t know how to describe it.’

The voice sounded like a young person, but also steadier than one. There was an underlying electronic tone that made it even stranger.

Still, she didn’t overthink it. She cleared her throat and answered, “Hello.”

Afraid that Mr. Whatever might think she had taken the investment money for herself, she quickly introduced herself and explained her amnesia without waiting for the other end to speak.

The caller paused. “You lost your memory?”

“Yes,” Diana confirmed. “If you didn’t reach out to me, I wouldn’t even know of your existence. If you don’t mind, could you send me a copy of our previous contract? It’s awkward to say this, but I don’t remember anything now, and I’m afraid of being tricked.”

Every investment wasn’t a small amount. What’s more, it had been three years. She hadn’t provided any returns to her investors for three years. The funds they gave her weren’t exactly pocket change.

At present, she was already struggling to repay Fanny. She couldn’t afford to accumulate more debt without confirming the contracts.

Julian hesitated for a moment, then quickly replied, “I’ve sent the contract to your email.”