In response to this, Emily could only sneer and gaze at Mrs. Wanner with a profound meaning."Ms. McKinnon, you have quite the ability to make so many servants remain loyal to you. And it reminds me of the previous one. I think she was called Mrs. Engel. Her fate... Tsk, tsk. And now, this Mrs. Wanner, I wonder what fate awaits her?" commented Emily.Deirdre's face suddenly turned pale, and a surge of hatred welled up within her. But she restrained herself, unwilling to give Emily the opportunity to play the victim before Brendan."I don't know what fate awaits others, but I'm certain that someone as malicious as you will face retribution sooner or later," said Deirdre.Emily laughed audaciously. "Then I'll take your words as a good omen."Deirdre clenched her fists tightly while Emily tilted her head and called out, "Mr. Brighthall? Mr. Brighthall, are you here?"Deirdre couldn't bear to watch any longer. "Are you done acting? I don't believe you don't know that Brendan has alre
"Brendan's emotions are so unpredictable. I'm afraid that if I tell him about this, he will suspect you and... even kill you!" said Deirdre.Emily suddenly stepped back, her face pale and her mind filled with shock. Did Deirdre know? Did she know about their plan? Did that mean...Emily's thoughts were in turmoil as she desperately denied, "Deirdre McKinnon, stop talking nonsense. You just can't accept that Mr. Brighthall likes me, so you came up with this absurd story... How naive..."Deirdre remained silent, her piercing gaze fixed on Emily, intensifying the pressure in the air."Deirdre, I warn you, stop talking nonsense. This matter is not over between us!" Emily hurriedly uttered these words, almost stumbling in her high heels as she quickly left.Mrs. Wanner observed Emily's anxious figure, feeling puzzled and unable to comprehend what had transpired. Hypnosis was still a fantastical and intangible concept for her."Ms. McKinnon, why did Ms. Collins leave in such a hurry, a
Ryker pulled up his pants, and an image of a person flashed through his mind."There is indeed one," he said."Who!?" Emily asked anxiously."Sterling. He was in the same research institute as me. Although he joined after I left, he managed to win the favor of that old man. It wouldn't be surprising that the old man told him about my ability to hypnotize…" Ryker replied as he squinted."But isn't Sterling imprisoned because of your connections? How could he have time to contact Deirdre?" Emily said as her face turned pale.Ryker flicked away the cigarette butt. "I reckon they had discussions back in Eastgene.""What do we do now?" Emily was anxious. "Now that Deirdre knows about the hypnosis, Brendan might soon come out of the hypnotic state, right!?"Ryker sneered. "What do you think hypnosis is? Cabbage left on the street? Is hypnosis that easy to be deciphered?"He then added with confidence, "My hypnosis program is complex, and unraveling it is extremely difficult. If we at
Deirdre nodded with a pained expression. "Okay, we'll leave tomorrow." She made a call to Tobey to make arrangements while Brendan took care of his work. In the evening, he embraced Deirdre as they drifted off to sleep."Can you sleep without the incense?" asked Deirdre."I'm trying. It has consumed too much of me. I don't know why I got entangled with something as poisonous as that. I want to quit," Brendan replied as he closed his eyes.Naturally, memories associated with the incense were also tampered with. Deirdre didn't tell Brendan that it was all Emily's idea because it would shatter his inner world. "You don't have to quit and don't worry about finding a way to quit. I'll find a solution for you later, so you can fall asleep without relying on the incense," she said.A sense of melancholy clouded Deirdre's eyes. She didn't even know if Sterling was doing well in Germia. She felt guilty for dragging him into this mess and could only hope that Declan would find him and
"I believe Brendan has experienced quite a lot of stimulation regarding his memories, hasn't he? Have his headaches been getting worse, to the point where he's almost unable to stay conscious? Do you think this is a good sign?"Deirdre's face turned pale because the man had accurately described everything. She trembled and struggled simultaneously to maintain her voice as she asked, "What are you trying to say?""I am kindly reminding you that a hypnotized person cannot handle such stimulation. You can only hope that one day he will voluntarily regain his memories. If he recovers certain fragments under external stimulation, all his memories will clash."After the clash, the resulting consequences are not something an ordinary person can endure. He might turn into a dumb fool or a completely irrational madman. It all depends on luck, but I believe that you wouldn't want either of those outcomes, right?" replied Ryker.Deirdre's lips turned white suddenly, and as she held tight to h
Brendan sighed helplessly, removed his coat as he got into the car, and draped it over Deirdre's legs. "If it gets too hot, take it off."Deirdre pulled the coat up to her nose, inhaling the faint scent emanating from him, and closed her eyes for a moment.Brendan fastened his seatbelt. "If you get hungry on the way to Village Alnwick, let me know. It's quite a long journey, so don't force yourself."Deirdre's expression suddenly turned grim, and her pupils revealed a struggle within.Before Brendan started the car, she quickly spoke up, "Brendan!"Brendan paused. "What's wrong?"Deirdre bit her lower lip. "I... I think we shouldn't go there right now. How about we spend our day off together, just the two of us? You can choose the location. I'll accompany you anywhere in Neve."Brendan smiled and gently enveloped her cold hand in his warm palm. "Aren't we already on a date? It's just that instead of going anywhere in Neve, we are alone together in our own world. Isn't that bette
Every word Brendan uttered made Deirdre's heart wrench in immense pain. Brendan appeared to be caught in the trap and understood it better than anyone else. "But…" Deirdre breathed heavily. "We may still have a chance to go back to the old days if we maintain the current standard. But if we try and end up as what the man described… I won't even have a way to get you back…"She said truthfully, "Brendan, I'm very scared. I'm scared that I'll become the person who puts you in a tight spot."In the next moment, Brendan hugged Deirdre. She took the opportunity to hug him back in a very tight, strenuous manner.Brendan caressed her back, and his dark eyes were filled with unprecedented determination. "Deirdre, no one wants to be kept in the dark for a lifetime. If he can make me lose a portion of my memories of you, it signifies that he can still possibly make me hurt you."I don't want to be a weapon manipulated by someone. I want to seek the truth and figure out what happened betw
"What is this place?" asked Brndan.Deirdre explained, "This is Madame Russell's place. She is my mother... Ophelia's good friend. I stayed at her house temporarily when I left you. She took care of me.""Madame Russell?" Brendan found the name familiar but couldn't recall her. He wondered, "Is that Tobey's mother?"His voice deepened as he asked, "Tell me she didn't take care of you because she saw you as her daughter-in-law."Ignoring his question, Deirdre coughed and proceeded toward the house. Despite his partial memory loss, Brendan was still perceptive and connected the dots easily.Her actions displeased Brendan, and he grabbed her wrists, pinning her against the wall. He asked, "Feeling guilty?"Lowering her head, Deirdre appeared overwhelmed with emotions. She replied, "Why should I feel guilty? It's as if you're accusing me of cheating. We were separated at the time, so I didn't disclose our relationship to Madame Russell. She treated me like a daughter. What's wrong wi