Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

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,

nodded and said,

After receiving the book, Olivia briefly flipped through a few pages

start now.”

the Hushe Republic. Ernesto raised an eyebrow, concerned, “Aren’t you going to prepare anything before we start? After

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

village, her

even more bizarre was her complete lack of

heavy knock on the

woman’s voice with a strong accent called out, “Olivia, you lazy girl, get up and cook.

back soon.”

a hand tearing through the fog, instantly

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a nagging and biased mother, siblings running a business in town, and a sister

for summer vacation, and Olivia needed

memory returned, Olivia hurriedly

the Taylor family’s residence, Gillian sat by the window, staring blankly at Olivia’s

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

are you looking at?” he

the craziness and resentment simmering beneath her

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 amounted to

admitted that she had brought this upon

who could truly understand her or her

the same circumstances, Olivia would fare better

witness how Olivia would grapple with the ensuing challenges following her hypnotic

intelligent, beautiful, college–bound younger sister, while they all ignored her, belittled her, and looked down upon

could maintain

wrestled with ill–fitting attire. Her clothes were incongruent, her

had this come to pass?

of shoes that offered a more accommodating fit. The air grew tense as her mother, Megan, entered. Megan’s expression was marred by annoyance,

replied while maintaining a modicum of grace, “My shoes are incredibly tight, and

ill–fitting footwear. Her message was clear, the imminent arrival of Olivia’s

in our family. Nothing could be more important than

her mind awash with recollections. Vivid memories of her mother’s unwavering partiality towards

a stark reminder of the familial disparity she had always navigated. She refrained from speaking further, her silence was laden with