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Chuckling slightly, Sean continued, “You do realize that the moment you reverse the
hypnosis, Joyce will immediately be plunged into the pain and suffering that you caused
her, right? I believe you've already accepted the fact that you love her by now, haven't
you? Are you really willing for her to go through all that pain again?”
Stanley narrowed his eyes. “That's none of your business. You just need to tell me who
that hypnotist is. The rest is none of your concern.”
So what if he wasn't willing?
Compared to the reluctance he felt, he was more bothered by the fact that she would
never remember him. That was not a reality that he was willing to accept.
He had already gotten used to the deep emotions behind her eyes whenever she looked at
him in the past. Hence, he could not accept the clear yet terrified gaze she gave him now
that she could not remember who he was.
The Joyce in the present was not the Joyce that he wanted.
He had to make sure she returned to the way she was in the past, even if it meant
plunging her into sorrow.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, he planned to erase the pain and never let her suffer again.
Stanley was certain that he could succeed.
Even so, he did not voice out those thoughts.
Not knowing what was crossing Stanley's mind, Sean tutted when he heard Stanley's
answer. “You sure are cold-blooded, Mr. Quinn, to treat someone you claim you love so
badly that way. My heart goes out to Ms. Rivers.”
Stanley scoffed in response. “What right do you have to point fingers at me? Do you think
that you're any better? Aren't you hurting Natalie as well despite claiming that you like
her? You even plan to lock her up to isolate her from the rest of the world except you.
You're even more shameless than I am.”
Sean's expression turned icy for a brief second before a cynical half-smile appeared on his
lips. “When it comes to being shameless, Dr. Quinn, I believe I'm still no match for you. At
least I have no plans to manipulate Natalie. But you... You hated Ms. Rivers, and yet you
kept brainwashing her for ten whole years, to the point Ms. Rivers cannot forget you nor
let go of her feelings for you. That was the reason she was in so much pain. I say you're
crueler than I am.”
“That's enough!” Stanley growled. His expression darkened as he seethed.
Sean merely smirked in response. “What's wrong? Did I hit a sore spot? Are you mad that I
exposed your deepest regret?”
“Sean Thompson! I did not contact you to bicker about this.” Stanley tightened his grip on
his phone.
Putting his finger through the trigger guard, Sean spun the gun around his finger absent-
mindedly. “Okay, okay. Fine. Since you don't want to continue talking about this, we'll drop
the subject. Though I have to say, you've come to the right person to seek the identity of
the hypnotist.”
“Spit it out. Who is it?” Stanley sat up straight and urged impatiently.
Sean smiled. “I don't mind telling you, but can't you go straight to Shane for this matter?
Yet here you are, asking for my assistance. Let me guess, Shane refused to tell you?”
“Why do you ask if you know the answer?” Stanley answered with another question as he
narrowed his eyes impatiently.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLaughter sounded on Sean's end. “Fair enough. All right, I'll stop asking. Truth be told, I'll
gladly tell you who the hypnotist is. That way, when Joyce regains her memory, her dear
friend Natalie will be anxious. Once Natalie is anxious, Shane would naturally place more
importance on whatever that's troubling her. I'm actually looking forward to seeing them
panic.”
“If that's the case, spit it out.” Stanley was getting on edge.
The corners of Sean's lips curved upward as he provided a name.
A hint of surprise flashed across Stanley's eyes when he heard the name. “Him? Mr. Kohl?”
Kohl was one of the top ten hypnotists in the world.
Stanley could not believe that Joyce could find such an expert so easily.
“That's right. It's Mr. Kohl.” Sean nodded in confirmation. “From what I've discovered, one
of Mr. Kohl's disciples opened a psychology clinic on the street that Joyce is living on. Mr.
Kohl was there to inspect. On the day that Joyce went to the clinic, Mr. Kohl's disciple was
needed elsewhere, leaving only Mr. Kohl in the clinic. Just like that, Mr. Kohl hypnotized
Joyce. After that, Shane moved Mr. Kohl elsewhere!”