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Chapter 316 The Psychotherapy and Her Resistance

After listening to Lenard's analysis that day, Dixon was in silence for a long time after going back alone. It was so long that Carney could not find him the next day. When Carney opened the door of his

independent apartment, there were cigarette butts and cans all over the floor. Dixon was sitting there, stiff as a statue, with the last cigarette burning between his fingers. Carney frowned and called out, "Mr. Borris..."

Dixon took a long time to come back to his senses. He looked at the special assistant standing in the doorway and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Here you are."

"Miss Donald will be in psychotherapy tonight..."

Carney stepped forward and helped Dixon gather the cans of trash, "You should get ready to go." Dixon didn't say anything. He stood up slowly, like an old man. He put out the last cigarette and made a phone call. Twenty minutes later, the housewife came over. Upon entering, she pinched her nose, "Sir, how many cigarettes have you been smoking?"

Dixon took a long time to answer in a low voice, "Please."

Carney felt Dixon had changed after Sonia had been sick.

in his room and the housewife outside had cleaned the living room and sprayed the air freshener

he walked in, Carney

than in his regular suits. He wore a hoodie and got an aviator jacket. His straight pants were pulled

looked at Dixon a few times and led him out the door. On the road, Dixon asked, "Who's

"Doctor Hoober."

"The best psychiatrists in the Seaside City have all been invited here. But counseling

through, would she be able to let

scared just thinking about

pills. He gave her mirtazapine, half of which would make a super-strong man like Dixon sleep all day. Not

her mental limit. And if she kept holding

cortical activity. Then they gave her a lot of probing devices on her head. Her fingers were

specialized field, they could only leave it

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