Start of the Plan.

Keith Albrecht. The youngest child of the well-known Albrecht family. He is the president of the well known AG Group. Since he was a child, he has an impressive academic background and is always interested in their family business. He has a stoic personality which he always shows to anyone. Among the siblings, he has the nastiest personality due to his personal goal to strive and be the best in their dynasty.

Andrea slammed the staple of papers on the study table before her with an exasperated sigh. With her arms crossed on her chest, Andrea leaned back on the swivel chair. Its squeaking sound could be heard as the quiet night and serene night continued.

"Hmm, this is no good. I have to find some good dirt on him." She muttered under her breath with her head pushed back.

She was currently residing in Theo's apartment as she was still finding a good place to settle down. Though Andrea prefers to be alone with her own space, Theo consistently insists Andrea to slow down and temporarily be his roommate. Andrea can clearly see that Theo was still anxious about his best friend's well being. She then turned her head to Theo with a concerned expression. Knowing his personality, Theo might not be sleeping due to worriedness from what happened outside the hospital.

But seeing Theo's state instantly dissolved her negative thoughts. Like a starfish, his limbs were spread freely as he hogged the whole bed. His exposed tummy and almost falling bedcover also added to his charm as he slept like a baby with his mouth wide open. Glancing at the messy positioned sleeping Theo, Andrea chuckled upon seeing his cute stance. It was good to see her friend being able to sleep peacefully and not being a worrywart.

With that, Andrea couldn't help but think; just what kind of a person was she before for Theo to worry about him so much? Was she a mentally weak person? Cause if she was, then Andrea knew for sure

Still with her head leaning back staring at the Nordic-designed ceiling lamp, Andrea felt that something was wrong. And it's not about the ceiling lamp. Ever since Andrea woke up, Andrea always felt distant from everything. Maybe it was because of her amnesia but Andrea can feel that there is something strange.

While softly swaying herself on the swivel chair, Andrea closed her eyes as she thought to herself.

'First of all, before I could even think of getting back at that ex-husband of mine, I need to have power. Power is everything in the society. And because power is mainly based on a person's asset, then I can say that I'm fixed for now.'

She then firmly planted her feet on the ground causing the chair's swaying momentum to stop. Now facing back on the study table, Andrea grabbed the brown envelope on the corner and opened it revealing the cheque her so-called ex-husband left her. After checking the figures written on the cheque, Andrea couldn't help but scoff lowly as she leaned back on the chair.

"50 million for a divorce settlement, huh? I've never heard of anything like this. That man has so much money that he can just throw this amount of money for a settlement..."

Andrea commented, still scanning on the cheque with a smirk plastered on her face. She then laid the piece of paper in front of her as she crossed her arms on her face with a serious look on her face. With a curled finger placed on her lip, Andre then mumbled to herself.

"Now, what should I do first?"

With her eyes on the cheque and her mind was trying to plan something. Andrea did not notice that a certain someone had entered the room without her knowing. Seeing Andrea's serious demeanor, this person walked behind her as it sneakily leaned over her shoulder.

"That's a big amount of money."

A familiar manly voice then startled Andrea, causing her to abruptly turn her head back at the owner of the voice. It was Luna.

With a sly grin on his face, Luna greeted Andrea with an amused tone of voice. Still wearing the unusual formal white suit, Luna placed a hand on his left chest as he gracefully leaned his body.

"A pleasant evening, milady. Miss me?" He conceited as he grinned widely.

Upon seeing this man once again sneaking into the room, Andrea's expression contorted into an unimpressed expression as she stared at him with a cold stare.

'Of course, it's him. How surprising'