Chapter 1517


    Chapter 1517


    Tyler’s expression remained as cold and distant as ever. A faint trace of weariness filled his face, and


    he did not immediatelye to her as he did after the previous session. He did not even spare her a


    second nce as he passed by her side.


    Vicky could not help but stand up. “Tyler.”


    Tyler’s footsteps faltered, and he slowly turned to look at her. His gaze seemed aloof, and the gaze he


    fixed upon her held no trace of gentleness or affection.


    “Who are you?”


    Vicky was taken aback. “You…don’t remember me?”


    Tyler’s brow furrowed, and he scanned her. “Do we know each other?”


    Upon hearing his words, Vicky’s voice failed her.


    As she stared at him nkly in silence, Tyler seemed to grow impatient.


    “Do we know each other?” He repeated, his tone icy and devoid of emotion.


    At that moment, Vicky suddenly recalled Tyler’s words.


    ‘Vicky, do you want me to forget you that badly? We’d be strangers if I forgot all about you.’


    Indeed, they had be strangers.


    The gaze he fixed on her was unfamiliar, unlike anything she had seen before. It held no love,


    resentment, or obsessiveness. 1


    The hypnosis finally seeded.


    Vicky shook her head, finally finding her voice. “We…once had an encounter. You seem to have…


    forgotten me.” i


    He had encountered many people briefly, and he could not possibly remember every insignificant


    person.


    Casually ncing at her, Tyler looked away. He felt slightly ufortable and rubbed the bridge of his


    nose before leaving.


    After some time, Saul emerged as well, supported by Samantha and another assistant as he walked


    out.


    Five hours of hypnosis had taken a toll on the elderly man, and he looked as if he had aged 10 years in


    an instant.


    Vicky forced herself to remainposed and hurry over.” Mister Peterson, are you alright?”


    The old man waved at her and said, “Oh, I’m getting too old for this…”


    He fell onto the couch, and Samantha poured him a ss of water.


    Saul waved at the other two people and said, “We won’t need that room anymore, so go ahead and tidy


    things up. I need to speak with Ms. Shaw alone.”


    The two nodded and left.


    Saul studied the vacant look on Vicky’s face and lifted an eyebrow. “Ms. Shaw, you seem upset.”


    Vicky smiled bitterly. “Am I supposed to be excited?”Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.