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.

Ernesto met, and Olivia made a single request, “During the hypnosis, I must be within the boundaries

nodded and said,

persona Gillian wanted also needed to be created in the Hushe Republic. After receiving the

start now.”

before we start? After the hypnosis, you might not be able to handle your work

in a chair and said in a

in a small village, her head throbbing as if

even more bizarre was her complete lack

heavy knock on the

“Olivia, you lazy girl,

back soon.”

seemed to be a hand tearing through the fog, instantly clarifying

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name, age, education, and her role in a family of six, with a hardworking father, a nagging and biased mother, siblings running a business in town, and

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

her memory returned, Olivia hurriedly got

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

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

are you looking

gaze, concealing the craziness and resentment simmering beneath her

Gillian worked, how dutiful she was to her grandfather, or how diligently she

that she had brought this upon herself by

understand

Olivia would fare better than her, perhaps even

grapple with the ensuing challenges following her hypnotic

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

Olivia could maintain her composure

clothes were incongruent, her pants came up short,

come to

was marred by annoyance, and her tone was curt. “What’s taking you so long? Why

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

of ill–fitting footwear. Her message was clear, the imminent arrival of Olivia’s sister held greater importance than any

sister’s matter is ranked first in our family. Nothing could be more important than your sister’s

then, something inexplicable happened. Olivia paused, her mind awash with recollections. Vivid memories of

her consciousness, a stark reminder of the familial disparity she had always navigated. She refrained from