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.

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

nodded and said,

the Hushe Republic. After receiving the book, Olivia briefly

start now.”

we start? After the hypnosis, you

she leaned back in a chair and said in

her

more bizarre was her complete lack

heard a rapid, heavy knock on

you lazy girl, get up and cook. Your sister

back soon.”

hand tearing through the

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of six, with a hardworking father, a nagging and biased mother, siblings running a business in town,

and Olivia needed to prepare

returned,

three–story house adjacent to the Taylor family’s residence, Gillian sat by the

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

you looking

lowered her gaze, concealing the craziness and resentment simmering

matter how hard Gillian worked, how dutiful she was to her grandfather, or how diligently she studied; it

that she had brought this upon herself by walking the path

understand her or her

in the same circumstances, Olivia would fare better

determined to witness how Olivia would grapple with

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

could

Taylor family’s residence, Olivia wrestled with ill–fitting attire. Her clothes were incongruent, her pants came

come to pass?

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 the meal? Your

tone, replied while maintaining a modicum of grace, “My shoes

the potential dire consequences of ill–fitting footwear. Her message was clear, the imminent arrival of Olivia’s sister held

is ranked first in our family. Nothing could be

awash with recollections. Vivid memories

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