Chapter 360

Noting Bruce's confident gaze, I grew certain of my previous speculations. It appeared that the almighty Mr. Harold had made such strenuous efforts to trigger my memory. I would've been thrilled back then, but I felt nothing but sorrow now. "What should I have remembered?" I asked, feigning confusion. Bruce shot me a dubious look. He strode over and pointed at the distant lighthouse. "Ms. Fisher, you designed the plot and the graphics. Does it make sense if you say you don't recall anything?" he questioned. His speculation made sense. If it weren't for his reminder, I really wouldn't have remembered that we had once shared such romantic moments. It turned out that one truly would instinctively etch everything related to their lover onto their soul if they were besotted with each other. I smirked. "You're right, Mr. Harold. Since I designed the plot and setting, I don't think there's an issue with Sueann's draft." "No. Something's different," Bruce rebuked. He shook his hea