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Chapter 1363 But the man in front didn't even bother to turn around; instead, the middle-aged man next to him shot a glance back at Quinn. Following Quinn's stare, he spotted Alexander.

"Hey, you know her?" the middle-aged man asked Alexander.

Alexander hesitated but didn't turn around. "Nah, I don't." "Yeah, she even got your nwrong. Must've mixed you up with someone else," the middle-aged man replied. Alexander's lips curled into a mysterious smile. They kept chatting as they vanished through the doorway.

Quinn was still blocked by the bodyguards. She wanted to shout and ask why he was acting like he didn't know her, but the bodyguards, fed up with her antics, shoved her away.

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She stumbled. If Abigail hadn't rushed up to catch her, she and Sprout in her arms might've hit the ground. Abigail yelled at the bodyguards, "Why the hell are you pushing her?" The two just ignored them and walked off.

Abigail, now fuming, wanted to argue more, but Quinn held her back. "Let it go." Abigail snapped, "What the hell? Why's Alexander acting like he doesn't see you?" Kyle cover and said, "Feels like he's got amnesia or something." Quinn lowered her eyes, silent for a moment. Then she turned to Kyle and asked, "Then how do you explain Sean?" If he had amnesia, he couldn't have forgotten everyone but remembered Sean.

If he had forgotten Sean too, then how did Sean end up here? Even if Sean was smart enough to guess Alexander was in Country H and clooking for him like she did, why didn't he contact her and Kyle? Did he have his own plans and chere secretly alone? It just didn't add up.

Abigail said, "Exactly, he must be faking it." Kyle nodded. But if he was faking it, he was doing a damn good job since he didn't show any reaction upon seeing Quinn.

If they hadn't seen Sean at the airport, they might've believed he had amnesia.

"We'll know once we find Sean," Quinn said, patting Sprout's back. Sprout was still crying, and for now, there was no other option but to head back to the room and calm him down.

In the car, the middle-aged man looked at the person next to him, who was staring out the window, lost in thought.

"Lance, you still don't remember anything?" the middle-aged man asked.

Lance Lynch was Alexander's current name, given to him by his father, Zeke Lynch, the day he cback.

When Zeke found him in an abandoned factory, his tendons were severed, and he was severely injured, including a major head trauma. It was a miracle he survived, barely clinging to life when he was rescued. Unfortunately, he remembered nothing-not the attacker, not even his own identity.

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Hearing Zeke's words, Alexander paused and shook his head slightly. "Nope."

Zeke sighed, his tone harsh. "Doesn't matter. One day, I'll find the bastard who did this! Alexander's eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.

Zeke continued, "You've been out for a long ttoday. Go back and rest. The doo said you still can't exercise for long periods." Alexander responded with a hum. The car started, and the wind blowing in made him cough.

Seeing this, Zeke told the driver to close the window.

'Lance's body is now super frail, like a gust of wind could knock him over. How's he gonna survive in the Lynch family with such a weak constitution?' Zeke thought, worried.

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