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.

made a single request, “During the

nodded and said,

remembered that the persona Gillian wanted also needed to be created in the Hushe Republic. After receiving the book, Olivia briefly flipped through a

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,

a chair and said in a deep

in a small village, her head throbbing as

complete lack of memory; she couldn’t recall

heard a rapid, heavy knock on the door from

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

back soon.”

hand tearing through the fog,

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name, age, education, and her role in a family of six, with a hardworking father, a nagging and biased

summer vacation, and

her memory returned, Olivia hurriedly got

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

playing with an orange in one hand, and supporting

looking

gaze, concealing the craziness and resentment simmering beneath

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

that she had brought this upon herself by walking the path she

could truly understand her

circumstances, Olivia would fare better than her, perhaps

would grapple with the ensuing challenges following her

brother, sister–in–law, everyone adored her intelligent, beautiful, college–bound younger sister, while

Olivia could maintain her

attire. Her clothes were incongruent, her pants came up short, and

this come

entered. Megan’s expression was marred by annoyance, and her tone was

shoes are incredibly tight, and I thought about switching to a

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

our family. Nothing could be more important than your

recollections. Vivid memories of her mother’s

disparity she had always navigated. She refrained from speaking further, her silence was