"We won't be able to find out anything from people who are too firm or too weak. The best candidates will be the twenty people that I selected this time. Some of them will surely have something to say," Stella said as she looked at the time. "So, are you going to stay up late today?" Sheldon asked. If Stella were to stay up late, that meant that he also had to stay up late. "That may not be necessary. If we are lucky, someone might tell us the answer we need very quickly," Stella said with a smile. She was very calm. She went to the office instead of the interrogation room. She asked someone to install a pinhole camera, then played some soft music in the background. "Call Yohan Smith in," Stella said. Those in the monitoring room could hear her. Yohan came in soon after and looked around uneasily. When he realized that there were only Stella and no police officers in the room, coupled with the relaxing atmosphere, he said, "Don't ask me anythin
Yohan spilled a lot of information. He explained clearly each case that he was involved in. Their leader's name was Raison. He used to be a banker, but then he founded the Whiterobe Sect because he was bullied, and he formed an evil force to bully others. The owner of the ship was a man called Peter, who was Raison's first follower. Stella walked out of the office. "Stella, you're awesome. You found out who the mastermind is so quickly. With the information we have now, we can definitely fight back," Sheldon praised. "Not necessarily. Peter and Raison might not even be the masterminds. They don't have that much financial ability to buy a ship. There are even more powerful forces behind them. It's just that this force isn't something that anyone else knows about," Stella walked in the direction of the monitoring room. "What should we do then?" Sheldon became pessimistic again. "What else could we do? We could at least disintegrate the Whiterobe
Stella hung up the phone. Happiness? What was happiness? Some might say that happiness meant having everything that you wanted. Some might say that happiness would be to have family, affection, love, friendship, career, money, and status. In Stella's view, that was the perfection of an idealist. If having everything was happiness, then the vast majority of people wouldn't be happy. She didn't think that it was necessarily like that. She thought that happiness was a feeling similar to the sense of oneself. For those who were easily satisfied, it was easy for them to find happiness. For example, some people would be happy just to be able to have food on their table. While some people could eat as much as their hearts' content, but still be unhappy. Some people would feel happy just to receive a hug from their loved ones. While some people would still feel unhappy even when their loved ones were always by their
Stella went back to have lunch at noon after she was done treating the patients in the morning. Allen had prepared chicken wings, steak, tomato soup, fish fillets, and salad. "Did you make all this?" Stella asked curiously. "Is it weird? I had nothing to do in the morning anyway. This way, you could at least eat immediately once you're back," Allen said with a smile. "Just looking at the dishes on this table makes me hungry. I'll have a taste first," Stella pinched a chicken wing with her hand and took a bite. "Wow, it's delicious." "Please wash your hands first," Allen said. "Yes, sir," Stella gobbled down the chicken wing in a few bites, went to wash her hands, and came back. Allen brought the tableware and cutlery out and said, "I wanted to make pork ribs, but I was worried that I might screw it up since I've never cooked it before." Stella smiled and said, "I'll teach you all my specialties when I'm free. You could open a restaurant a
"Stella, there's still Raison. We need you to interrogate him for us," Vann said. Stella smiled slightly and said, "You could let Ray interrogate him. He'll bear all the responsibilities." "But we think that Raison doesn't have the financial ability to buy a ship, so there might be people supporting the Whiterobe Sect from the shadows," Ray said. "Even if there is someone else, Raison won't say it. He has a strong will. If you ask him, he will say that it's the State Mayor. It'll only be a waste of time," Stella judged. "You haven't seen him yet. How do you know?" Sheldon asked. Stella sighed. "You'll know after you've interrogated him. I really can't do anything about him." "Does that mean that the people behind them will go unpunished?" Ray said angrily. Stella said calmly, "Many things in this world are unfair. You don't get a higher salary just because you have good skills, and you won't be guaranteed to make more money if you have powerful
"Before your hypnosis, your husband was dead for a year and a half," Micheal said. Stella frowned. "What do you mean by that?" "Jasper was shot through the head and he even had a funeral. After that, you disappeared. When you came back, you asked me to hypnotize you. However, after you returned to the United States, there were rumors saying that Jasper was not dead. You know how you are, not wanting others to know about you, so I don't know much either," Micheal explained. "Are you saying that I couldn't bear Jasper's death, so I hypnotized myself?" Stella frowned suspiciously. "That's what I suspected. Your husband's death was a big blow to you. Because of Jasper's death, you were once in the political circle of A Country. The former president, Sean Yaleman, was your friend, and the current president, Bellamy Chuck was your husband's older brother. You became a legend in the political circle. You fought against Christian Saltzman and defeated Quin Zellweger. Th
Jessica was shocked, "Have you forgotten him completely? Why?" Stella smiled. "I don't remember." Jessica was shocked again and she looked at Stella quietly. Stella also looked back at her quietly. "If... I too want to forget him, how much would that cost?" Jessica asked hopefully. "I don't charge for it, but it's not easy to use hypnosis to forget someone. The success rate is only five percent," Stella explained. "I want to try. I'm in too much pain now. I don't want to remember him anymore. I want to start a new life," Jessica said excitedly. "You need to discuss it with your parents. You may come to me after you've come to a decision," Stella said. Jessica rushed out of the clinic immediately. Stella picked up a glass and poured herself some water. She was distracted that day, and she was not in the mood to treat patients. Then, she made another phone call to Micheal. Micheal answered the phone. He was already awake,
Stella too felt much better. She and Allen were better suited to be friends. They would be friends for a lifetime without any restraints while protecting each other. She couldn't agree to be with him, and she felt bad to ask him to stay. Paris would be a better place for him to grow. "You should take a rest first. I'll go out and buy some flowers," Stella said. Allen smiled and said, "Since it's our last meal together, I want to eat the food you cook." "How could it be our last meal? You could stop by anytime and I will welcome you with open arms. I will welcome you even if you bring your wife and kids to visit me. You know that you are more than just a friend to me," Stella said very seriously. Allen smiled. "Well, I'll try my best to bring my beloved daughter here by next year. Then, I'll learn to cook from you so that I could cook for my wife in the future." "Alright, I'll go out to buy some groceries now," Stella took the car keys and