Chapter 243

For Ernesto, the book wasn’t particularly important; it was merely a family heirloom, making it somewhat precious.

So, when Olivia expressed interest in it, he agreed without hesitation.

“Alright, you set a time, and once the hypnosis is done, I’ll give you the book,” he said, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Olivia responded, “Give me the book first.”

Ernesto tapped his fingers on the table and nodded. “Sure, you set the time.”

Olivia suggested, “Let’s do it after the International Medical Association conference.” Olivia walked into the study, picking up a book on psychology.

Athene, her companion, expressed concern, “Olivia, are you sure about undergoing hypnosis? Ernesto is quite skilled.”

Upon learning of Olivia’s visit to Mala, Athene had flown in from Gorshire the same day. “What if… what if he has ill intentions? What will you do?” Athene was deeply worried. Contemporary medical hypnosis was primarily used for psychological therapy, aiding in comforting

simple

patients or unlocking their emotional knots. However, Ernesto was unlikely to employ comforting

methods on Olivia.

A powerful hypnotist like Ernesto could hypnotize a person into another person. He could even make the hypnotized person commit suicide without anyone knowing through constant hints.

Athene sat beside Olivia. “Olivia, what if he has bad intentions?”

Olivia turned a page as she reassured her, “Don’t worry; I won’t go into this unprepared.”

Athene looked up, puzzled.

Olivia scratched her nose and smiled. “Silly girl, someone will protect me in the dark. If I really encounter danger, they will protect me.”

Athene nodded. “That’s good.”

The conference at the International Medical Association concluded swiftly.

single request, “During the hypnosis, I must be within the boundaries of the Hushe

and

that the persona Gillian wanted also needed to be created in the Hushe Republic. After receiving the book, Olivia briefly flipped through a few pages and then looked up,

start now.”

arrival in the homeland, Olivia followed Ernesto to his residence in the Hushe Republic. Ernesto raised an eyebrow, concerned, “Aren’t you going to prepare anything before we start? After the hypnosis, you might not be able to handle your work normally for a while.” Olivia appeared calm and replied,

leaned back in a chair and said in a deep voice, “Let’s

small village, her head throbbing as if it

bizarre was her complete

rapid, heavy knock on the door from

voice with a strong accent called out, “Olivia, you lazy

back soon.”

a hand tearing through the fog, instantly

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her role in a family of six, with a hardworking father, a nagging and biased mother, siblings running a business in town, and a sister studying in a

was returning for summer vacation, and Olivia needed to prepare lunch

returned, Olivia hurriedly

a beautiful three–story house adjacent to the Taylor family’s residence,

on the couch, playing with an orange in one hand, and supporting his chin with

are you looking at?” he

gaze, concealing the craziness and resentment simmering

always been in Olivia’s shadow, with everyone openly favoring Olivia. It didn’t matter how hard Gillian worked, how dutiful she was to her grandfather, or how diligently she studied; it always

admitted that she had brought this upon

could truly understand her

that in the same circumstances, Olivia would

determined to witness how Olivia would grapple with the ensuing

adored her intelligent, beautiful, college–bound younger sister, while they all ignored her,

believe that Olivia could

attire. Her clothes were incongruent, her

this come to

accommodating fit. The air grew tense as her mother, Megan, entered. Megan’s expression was marred by annoyance, and her tone was curt. “What’s taking you so long? Why haven’t you started preparing

of grace, “My shoes are incredibly

her daughter to endure the discomfort, warning of the potential dire consequences of ill–fitting footwear. Her message was clear, the

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