Chapter 2;

Immediately, Seto embarked to discover the mysterious woman's name. He offered rewards for the first employee who made the discovery. Business cohorts noticed the change in Seto's work ethic and pressed the young man for details. They believed he was after a deal to merge his company with another, far more fortunate, corporation.

These thoughts and dreams of millions appeased them and kept them preoccupied to what was actually going on behind closed doors. In reality, Seto spent countless hours on his computer going through city records and birth records. Nothing came of it, much to his consternation.

~ 29 Days Later~

With still no progress, Seto was beyond composure. Due to lack of information, the blue eyed CEO had fired much of his networking staff and decided to do the searching himself. He had become obsessed. Not with just finding her identity, but he refused to be beaten in any challenge. This had gone from wanting her, to proving that he was capable of succeeding.

His younger brother Mokuba demanded that Seto stop and just forget about it. Odds were that she had long since forgotten the deal, why not him?

This suggestion earned the boy a stiff curfew and grounding for two weeks.

Innumerable nights were spent hauled within the confines of Kaiba mansion. Stacks of papers and documents on every female citizen living in and near Domino littered the many floors of the great house. Laboring in his home office, on the eve of finalizing the month long deal, Seto Kaiba buried his face in his hands. Nothing came up about her. It was as if she did not exist. Maybe she did not, he did have a lot to drink that night to drone out the proposals of the greedy old beggars.

Tired, fatigued, and angry Seto went to shut off the glowing screen and (curse the notion) give in. Just as his finger grazed the OFF switch, his phone rang. Looking at the clock, Seto growled.

"Who the fuck is calling me at 11:58? They better have something for me!"

Snatching up the receiver, the CEO spat into the mouthpiece, "Who the hell is this?"

A soft, curious voice ghosted from the phone, causing Seto's hand to clench around the device.

"Have you found out who I am yet? You only have two minutes." It was the woman from the Christmas Party.

Seto's heart pounded in his chest. How did she get his home phone number? And, more importantly she remembered their arraignment.

"I have. As I said, my information network is extensive." Seto lied. He had no choice but to lie.

"I see. Well then, I shall come to your office in the morning. I want to hear my name from your lips. Expect me at 10." The hypnotic dial tone signified she had hung up, leaving Seto alone in his office.

Competely ignoring the fact that she hung up on him first, Seto slammed the phone down. Gaining a second wind, he quickly rummaged through old emails of names sent to him by his networking team. He had gone through the names thrice before, but felt compelled to try one last time. If any stood out that he did not know, which were very few if any, then that must be she.

Seto scanned the long lists, but to no avail. He knew all of them. Either through work or life, he knew all of the women's names. Exiting out of the futile emails, Seto sat back in his chair. His inbox still on screen, the CEO noticed he had a spam email. Frowning at the thought that his Spamware had expired, Seto clicked on the folder. Inside was an email from one of the team he had fired three weeks ago. It had been sent using an unfamiliar address, one that went unnoticed by Seto and had been picked up by Spamware. Clicking on the email, Seto folded his fingers together and rested his chin on his hands.

When it opened, an amateur photograph of the woman appeared. She was getting into a sleek sports car just outside the local café. She was dressed in civilian clothing, but was nonetheless beautiful. Seto nearly swallowed his tongue. He scrolled down to read the attached message:

"Mr. Kaiba,

A few days after you let my team go, one of the beginner photographers took this picture while on his way home. I believe this is the woman you have been looking for. If this is correct, then her name is not in the city registers. He overheard her speaking with someone who called her Olivia. This is all we were able to find out."

At last Seto held the winning hand. A fierce grin stretched his lips. Opening his mouth, he let out a victorious laugh.