She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 565

"On the 12th of this month, devastating news struck the Jameson Group. CEO Rowan Jameson suffered severe injuries in a car accident, resulting in profound amnesia. Executive decision-making has ground to a halt. As soon as the news leaked, the company's stock plummeted at the opening bell, wiping out a massive chunk of their market value. Analysts point out that Jameson held the reigns on multiple core overseas tech initiatives and acquisitions. The highly anticipated biotech merger has been shelved indefinitely, and the rollout of their exclusive tech platform faces massive delays. Institutional investors are cautiously offloading shares as operations stall across the board."

The news of Rowan's accident had been anonymously leaked to the media. Overnight, coverage exploded, creating a media circus that completely blocked the hospital entrance.

Thankfully, after several grueling hours of surgery, he woke up. As the news spread, relatives, business partners, and distant friends flocked to the hospital, only to be turned away by the Jameson family.

Alistair remained stationed at the hospital. Victoria returned home, her eyes red-rimmed. All her pent-up resentment finally boiled over, her voice heavy with exhaustion. "When did he become like this?"

"For Lyra, he recklessly doubled the bid on that land, turning what should have been a billion-dollar investment into a massive financial hemorrhage. And now, he chases her into traffic, loses his memory, and crashes the company's stock. No one can even calculate how many billions vanished into thin air today."

She let out a heavy sigh, her chest tight with suffocation, and muttered to herself, "It's a curse. This is a karmic debt from a past life."

Charles remained stoic, trying to talk her down. "You're being entirely too biased. Every decision Rowan made, he made on his own. It was his own stubborn will. You can't pin every disaster on that young woman."

Victoria wasn't having it. Her eyes were clouded with deep fatigue. "This amnesia is a blessing. I actually hope he never remembers Lyra again. Their stars are cursed. As long as they're entangled, this family will never have a day of peace."

But Charles felt something was off. A father knows his son best, and he didn't believe the situation was that simple.

After grabbing some necessities from home, Victoria returned to the hospital.

Alistair had stepped out, leaving Rowan staring intently at his phone.

Jasmine sat quietly beside him, meticulously peeling an apple.

Her voice was soft and gentle. "Rowan, do you really not remember me at all? We used to be so deeply in love."

Rowan didn't say a word.

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