“No, it's nothing major anyway. I can handle it myself.” Mable realized that Blair was suggesting out of concern for her safety and assured him with a smile, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to take care of myself.” Blair nodded and suddenly asked, “Has Jeremiah done anything to trouble you these last two days since you got back?” “No.” Blair nodded. They briefly chatted for a while and hung up when Blair arrived at the office building. ... In Richworth. After Blair ended the video call with Mable, he immediately ordered Amos to get him a flight ticket to Italee the same night. Amos was taken aback since it was very sudden. “Master Blair, you want to go to Italee?” Blair nodded expressionlessly. Even though he knew Mable would be home as soon as the day after tomorrow, he could not wait any longer to see her. Especially after she told him that she missed him, he would depart right this moment if he could. Amos checked Blair's schedule and stated hesit
Solomon met Rory as soon as he stepped out of the airport. Rory had a pair of sunglasses on and was sitting inside his car. He had a coy smile on his face as he curiously observed the people streaming in and out of the airport. He did not seem surprised to meet Solomon and even made a show of removing his sunglasses and greeting Solomon with a smile. “Has Kyle and Zoe left?” Solomon frowned. What did Rory want? If he had come to stop Zoe from leaving, he would not just sit by idly and spectate. Furthermore, he would have brought a larger crew instead of just his driver and an assistant. Meanwhile, Rory toyed with the sunglasses in his palms while remarking with a sneer, “Does Kyle think he’s won just because he managed to take Zoe away? Haha, how naive can he be? We’re only just getting started.” Solomon walked to his car and shot Rory a severe look. “What do you mean by that?” Rory cocked a look at Solomon and flashed an indecipherable smirk. “You’ll know when the
From what he could see in the surveillance footage, Mable did not appear particularly shocked by the contents of the notebook. Her unusual calmness made Rory suspect she might have known he had deceived her for a while now. Rory suddenly grew irritable at the thought. What else did Mable know? Adam was concerned about the same thing. He immediately turned to Rory. “Rorr, what should we do now?” Rory thought for a moment and asked, “Mable didn't go back to Richworth with Kyle and the others, did she?” “No, she didn’t. She should still be at the Muller’s.” Rory frowned. He remembered Mable claiming that she returned to Italee for Zoe. If that was the case, what other reason did she have to stick around now that Zoe and Kyle were on their way back to Richworth? The only explanation was that she had another reason for coming to Italee. Rory immediately grabbed his phone and dialed Jeremiah's number. As soon as the call connected, he asked, without bothering to
After Mable had breakfast at home, she departed for Oliville. Since it was a roughly four-hour drive from the house, she planned her schedule for the day. It would be around noon when she arrived, the perfect time to get lunch with her father and spend the rest of the day with him. After getting dinner with him, she would head home. Kevin, the driver assigned by Jeremiah, was tasked with bringing Mable to Oliville. On the way there, she read documents about hypnosis on her phone. Last night, she started extensively searching for all kinds of information that had to do with hypnosis, amnesia, and the idea of mental barriers.She had previously been ignorant of these subjects. However, now that she was more informed, she was baffled by how terrifying they were. Hypnosis could not only be used to treat insomnia and mental illnesses but also to corrupt a person’s memory or even forcefully inject alternate memories. The truly advanced hypnotists could even drive a person to
Mable considered briefly before bringing up nonchalantly, “Does he have a habit of researching psychology during his free time?” “Psychology?” “Yeah. I would see books on psychology and hypnosis inside his study and office back then. So I was wondering if that’s the kind of thing he’s interested in during his free time.” Kevin’s reaction was very mild. “Oh, I don't know about that.” This was enough for Mable to tell that Kevin must not know anything about Jeremiah’s practices in hypnotism. Kevin noticed the heavy bags under Mable’s eyes and suggested kindly, “Miss, you don’t look like you managed to get much sleep last night. It’ll be another two hours before we arrive at our destination. Feel free to take a nap if you’re tired. I’ll wake you up when we arrive.” “Alright,” Mable obliged with a nod. She reached for her headphones and put them on to get ready to get some shuteye. She had stayed up last night reading everything she could find about hypnosis. It was nea
As Mable was unsure how to respond, Connor took her hand and sighed softly."Never mind, you're not a child anymore. Dad won't pry into these matters. I trust you know the boundaries and have the ability to handle them. Let's go inside and have lunch."Mable breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up to usher him inside.Connor preferred peace, especially with his mobility issues, so he had handed over the company to his only son, Jeremiah. Since then, he had been quietly recuperating in Oliville.With a small population and a simple lifestyle, the environment was serene, nestled away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It was surrounded by mountains and water, making it a tranquil retreat in nature.After having lunch with her father, Mable pushed him for a stroll around the small town.Looking at Mable, Connor said, "You seem to have something on your mind."Mable shook her head. "Nothing, just thinking about Little Lemon. I've been away for a few days and don't know if
The acupuncturist for Connor was an old doctor, carrying a traditional medicine kit, already waiting in the living room.Mable escorted her father upstairs and then waited in the living room. She casually strolled through the backyard because she was bored."Why are you always staring at me?" Mable chuckled when she saw Kevin in the garden, who seemed fixated on her."Nothing." Kevin's gaze seemed evasive. "Miss, when are we heading back?""After dinner, around seven or eight," Mable replied.Kevin nodded silently.Behind the villa was a peach orchard, but there were no peach blossoms this season, only plenty of peaches. However, these peach trees were ornamental, bearing small fruits with a sour taste, usually left for the birds to eat.Mable plucked a relatively giant peach, twirling it in her hand. The peach orchard was quite vast, and as she strolled around, she unexpectedly spotted a white cottage at the end.It was not precisely a cottage but rather a tiny courtyard.
Mable returned to the Muller Manor after eleven in the evening. She thought Jeremiah would have been resting by then, but to her surprise, she found him sitting in the living room, still busy with work on his tablet."Hey, brother," Mable greeted.Jeremiah put down his tablet and pushed up the thin-framed glasses on his nose. "Astrid, you're back."Walking over to him, Mable asked, "Are you still working this late?""No, I was waiting for you," Jeremiah replied, looking at Mable."I was waiting for you." He repeated and patted the couch beside him, signaling Mable to sit.Mable thought he wanted to talk about their dad, so she did not give it much thought and sat beside him."How's Dad's health?" Jeremiah asked calmly."He's doing fine. The acupuncturist said his leg doesn't hurt as much on rainy days anymore," Mable replied.Jeremiah picked up his cup and sipped tea. "That's good. Did Dad say anything to you?""Not much, just asked me to bring Little Lemon next time I visit.