The Spoiled Girl

Hearing Taylor's diagnosis, Louis breathed a sigh of relief.

After carefully tucking Scott into bed, he ushered Taylor out of the room quietly and led her to his study upstairs.

"I triggered Scott's violent reaction earlier when I mentioned Bill's name during our hypnosis session. Bill could play an important role in Scott's condition." Sitting on the sofa in Louis' study, Taylor took a sip of her coffee. Louis was standing a few feet away with his back to her. "It's also possible that Scott was just afraid of the man in black in his dream. I just happened to mention Bill's name at that time," she added.

"What should we do now?" Louis turned around, leaned against the window, and looked at Taylor with worried eyes.

Scott had not answered Taylor when she had asked him who that man was in his dream during the session, so she could not completely determine whether Bill was the culprit.

"Let's finish the treatment first, but at a slow pace. With Scott's current physical and mental condition, he's going to do worse if we forcefully hypnotize him."

A few moments of silence followed after that, and then Taylor realized that Louis had been watching her intently.

She looked away as she felt her heart skip a beat. Louis did not stop staring.

He kept his eyes fixed on Taylor. She was wearing a business suit but not in the traditional black color. It was a pink suit, which made her even more attractive than she already was.

The high waist of the pants showed off her thin waist perfectly. Her long legs looked beautiful and slender even as she sat down.

Taylor tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. Louis found the gesture sexy and seductive.

She had no idea that every move she made captured his attention.

Louis swallowed and tried to shake off his fantasies. He wondered why he became so weak and distracted around Taylor.

"Is there another way besides hypnosis?" Louis asked. He went to sit opposit

not help smiling as she touched Cherish's face.

"Perrin, thank you for driving Cherish here. Would you like to come in and have a cup of tea? Come, let's take this inside. I've prepared your room, Cherish. Thank you for coming to take care of my son. I really appreciate it." Leah was about to pick up some of Cherish's luggage, but Cherish stopped her.

"You're welcome, Auntie. Don't worry about these. I can carry them by myself." At that moment, Carlos walked out.

Leah waved at him and asked him to help with Cherish's stuff.

Cherish wanted to stop her again, but Leah insisted.

She looked at Carlos awkwardly and opened her mouth to say something but decided to keep quiet. With Leah and Perrin present, she felt a little embarrassed.

Carlos approached with his hands in his pockets. He greeted Perrin.

He then looked down at the suitcases on the floor and picked one up. He then asked the servants to move the rest of Cherish's things to the guest room.

"Auntie, I'll head home. I have company matters to deal with," Perrin said politely, looking at Leah.

"Thank you for taking my sister in for the next few days. She's been spoiled by us since she was a child. If she does anything wrong, feel free to correct her." Perrin's tone was playful with a tinge of caution.