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    Previously, Steven had been trying to trace where William had gone during that period, but every lead had ended in nothing. It turned out that the one who had taken William away was a mercenary leader — someone highly skilled in counter-surveince. That exined why Steven hadn’t uncovered a single clue.


    Jewell, far calmer than Steven, understood far better what this level of mental control and memory maniption implied. “So it seems a major source of his anxietyes from fighting against memories that don’t belong to him,” Jewell said. “Because he can’t erase their influence, his emotions spiral, and he bes violent and loses control.”


    Jewell’s words struck Ste like a physical blow, tightening her chest with sudden pain. She had seen William lose control with her own eyes. Even though she hadn’t remembered everything at the time, looking back now made those scenes feel even more terrifying.


    Tears welled up, blurring her vision, and her body trembled despite her efforts to steady herself. William had been suffering in silence, while she — because of her amnesia — had once seen him as the viin, the man who had destroyed her happiness.


    Steven and Jewell didn’t interrupt her. They remained quiet, giving her the space she needed to release her emotions.


    After a while, Ste wiped her tears away and lifted her head. Urgency burned in her eyes as she looked at Jewell. “Dr. Vance, there’s another reason I asked you here today. I want to know if there’s any way to remove the memories in his mind that don’t belong to him.”


    The question clearly caught Jewell off guard. The living room fell silent. Steven turned to Jewell as well, waiting for an answer he desperately hoped to hear. Those memories had hurt William deeply. If they could be erased, it would be the best possible oue.


    Jewell frowned, his fingers unconsciously tapping against the coffee table. After a long pause, he slowly shook his head, his voice heavy with regret. “I wish I could give you a clear answer, but with what we have now, what you’re hoping for is extremely difficult — almost impossible.”


    Even though Ste had prepared herself for this, hearing the word impossible still made her heart sink. “Is there really no way at all?” she asked, refusing to let go so easily.


    “Memories imnted through such deep hypnosis are incredibly hard to remove,” Jewell exined, deliberately keeping his words simple for Ste and for the still-confused Steven. “It’s beyond what current medicine can handle. To erase them, we’d need highly advanced technology, specialized equipment, and a full understanding of the techniques and drugs used by the man you mentioned — Arlo.”


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    Aside from knowing Arlo’s name, they had nothing. No background, no methods, no leverage. How could they possibly break what had been nted so deeply in William’s mind?


    Steven’s frown deepened. “So we’re just supposed to watch William suffer like this? Maybe we should find that Arlo and ask him directly.”


    Ste stayed silent. She knew that idea was even less realistic. Mercenaries were driven by profit and survival — they didn’t share their secrets. Worse, Arlo wanted to use William for his own ends. He would never willingly let him go.


    Jewell thought for a long moment before speaking again, his tone slow and measured. “Conventional treatment might help stabilize William’s emotions and ease his restlessness, but that’s the limit. As for removing the influence of those memories, I’m afraid it would barely make a difference.”


    Hope felt fragile, like soap bubbles rising only to burst one after another. Ste’s face drained of color. Her fingers clenched tightly around the hem of her clothes, as if that small pain could anchor her. Was there truly no other way? She couldn’t ept a future where William lived under constant torment from memories that weren’t his.


    Suddenly, Steven seemed to think of something. His eyes lit up. “What if we use the same kind of method Arlo used? We imnt a new memory — make William believe Ste never betrayed him.” If Arlo could alter memories, why couldn’t they do the same?


    Jewell pressed his lips together before responding. “In theory, it could work. But altering memories like that puts extreme strain on the body and mind. I’m worried that William might not survive going through that kind of pain again.”


    Ste shook her head immediately. She didn’t see it as a solution at all. “If he ends up with two false memory sets plus his real memories,” she said, her voice tight, “that’s threeyers colliding in his mind. He wouldn’t be able to handle it.” At that point, William wouldn’t just suffer — he wouldpletely lose himself.


    The spark of hope in Steven’s eyes faded once more. His shoulders slumped as frustration crept into his voice. “Then what are we supposed to do? We can’t just let this go on.”


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