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

nodded and

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

start now.”

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,

chair and said in a

small village, her head throbbing as if

was her complete lack of memory; she

she heard a rapid, heavy knock on the door from

a strong accent called out, “Olivia, you lazy girl, get up and cook. Your sister

back soon.”

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

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

for summer vacation, and Olivia needed

memory returned,

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

the couch, playing with an orange in one hand, and

looking

concealing the craziness and

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

upon herself by walking the path she had

who could truly understand

couldn’t believe that in the same circumstances, Olivia would fare better than her, perhaps

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

younger sister, while they all ignored her,

that Olivia could maintain her composure amidst

residence, Olivia wrestled with ill–fitting attire. Her clothes were incongruent, her pants came up short, and her shoes felt

this come to

expression was marred by annoyance,

shoes are incredibly tight, and

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

sister’s matter is ranked first in our family. Nothing could

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

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