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.

and Olivia made a single request, “During the hypnosis,

nodded and

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

start now.”

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

she leaned back in a chair and said

up in a small village, her head throbbing as if it

bizarre was her complete lack of memory; she

a rapid, heavy knock

out, “Olivia, you lazy girl, get up and cook. Your

back soon.”

be a hand tearing through the fog, instantly clarifying

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15:48

with a hardworking father, a

and Olivia needed to prepare lunch

memory returned, Olivia hurriedly got

three–story house adjacent to the Taylor family’s residence, Gillian sat by the window, staring blankly at Olivia’s

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

you looking

the craziness and resentment simmering

been in Olivia’s shadow, with everyone openly favoring Olivia. It didn’t matter how hard Gillian worked, how dutiful she was to

had brought this upon herself by walking

could truly understand her or

believe that in the same circumstances, Olivia would

witness how Olivia would grapple with the ensuing challenges following her

younger sister, while they all ignored her, belittled her, and looked down

believe that Olivia could maintain her

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

this come to pass?

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 sister is about to return,

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

patience waned; she admonished her daughter to endure the discomfort, warning of the potential dire consequences of ill–fitting footwear. Her message was

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

inexplicable happened. Olivia paused, her mind awash with recollections. Vivid

of the familial disparity she had always navigated. She refrained from speaking further,