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.

“During the hypnosis, I must be within the boundaries of the

and said,

After receiving the book, Olivia briefly flipped through a few pages and then looked up,

start now.”

to prepare anything before we start? After the hypnosis, you might not be able to handle your work normally for a while.” Olivia appeared calm and

leaned back in a chair and said in a deep

a small village, her head throbbing as if it might

was even more bizarre was her complete lack of memory; she

she heard a rapid, heavy knock on the door from

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

back soon.”

seemed to be a hand tearing through the

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

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

memory returned, Olivia hurriedly

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

sat on the couch, playing with an orange in one

you looking at?”

her gaze, concealing the craziness

didn’t matter how hard Gillian worked, how dutiful she was to

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

could truly understand

the same circumstances, Olivia would

would grapple with the ensuing challenges following

older brother, sister–in–law, everyone adored her intelligent, beautiful, college–bound younger sister, while they all ignored her,

believe that Olivia could maintain her composure amidst

clothes were incongruent, her pants came up short, and her shoes

come to pass?

was

shoes are

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

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

with recollections. Vivid memories of her mother’s unwavering

of the familial disparity she had always navigated. She