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The man's thin lips tilted slightly, staring into her eyes that had always loved her. "Hypnosis is not that great. Although the victims do change their behavior and thoughts, it will not change their nature."

Lilia listened to his explanation, but the idea in her mind only got more persistent. "Since it changed his behavior and thinking, isn't this the same as what's happening with Mike now?"

Hearing this, the man's eyes were dark and he fell speechless.

Lilia caught his expression, blinked and approached him with a curious gaze. "Do you know much about hypnosis?"

"Little, Vincent is a hypnotist!"

The man did not say much, he never even mentioned Vincent's hypnosis treatment again.

At this moment, his explanation made Lilia suddenly startled. She scratched her fingertips and her eyes were attentive. "In that case, if Mike is really hypnotized, we can ask Vincent to help him!"

"Then we'll talk about it."

Lilia still doubted everything. Her eyes were always on Jean, and she felt that her husband's expression meant a lot. Still, she didn't understand what was going to happen.

Since Mike and Leila are returning to Indonesia tomorrow, she…

While thinking, the cellphone on the table rings again.

Lilia let go of her hand and got up from her seat, racking her brain again.

After Leila returned to Indonesia, she chose to go to the capital city of Jakarta with Mike.

It looks like she doesn't plan to return to Surabaya to see her parents.

When she thought of Robert, Lilia's heart ached a little.

She had never heard about her former father again if not for the fact that he could only surrender to fate.

When the man finished his call, Lilia sat by the side of the sofa, caressed her husband's cheek and stared at him. "Jean, it's almost Chinese New Year!"

The man put his cell phone on the table and stared back with a frown. "So?"

Lilia pursed the corner of her mouth as she said, "I think, since we're going to the United States for Chinese New Year, should I visit Grandpa first and celebrate first?"

At the end of her reply, Lilia blinked her clear eyes and looked at Jean very seriously.

The man chuckled. He let go of his seriousness then caressed his wife's cheek gently. "Do you want to go to Jakarta?"

Lilia held his hand. "Yes, I think it'll be good to visit my grandfather first. After that, we can go straight to the United States from the capital."

Jean's eyes passed through the trail of ruse, grabbed the back of the sofa with one hand, and slowly bent over. "Since when did Mrs. Widjaya learn the art of negotiating?"

"Visiting your grandfather as well as stopping by the Austin family to visit my sister. Was that the plan?"

Oh, he knows.

Claire is at the Austin family home. If Lilia went to see her, she might meet Leila!

Lilia was smiling broadly, but her eyes were filled with cunning plot. "Am I that obvious?"

...

That night, Lilia returned to the Lakeside Villa. The first thing she did was go to her room and pack up some clothes.

However, as soon as she opened the wardrobe, the man's finger stopped her hand. "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Lilia turned around and met his face. As she lowered her husband's arm, her expression suddenly turned sad. "Mellisa ... Do you have any news about her?"

She's leaving for the capital tomorrow and flying to the United States in three days.

At least, she will not be in this country for half a month. Leila has returned, but she still doesn't know the news about her older sister.

When the man carried her out and back into the living room, he led her to the seat and said in a low voice, "She's in South Jakarta."

"Have you found her?" Lilia's eyes were bright with hope as she said it.

Jean looked at her happy face and wiped her cheek with his thumb. "She has a friend named Herri. Do you remember?"

Lilia thoughtlessly nodded. "Of course!"

The man sighed. "He is dead!"

Lilia was surprised when she heard that, then she opened her mouth. "Dead?"

"Yes, the news came three days ago. When my people in Jakarta found Mellisa, she was burying Herri."

Lilia glared at him. Suddenly, she couldn't help but remember the young man in his mind. Although his behavior is a bit unique, he is smart and always makes people laugh.

How could this happen so suddenly?!

"What about Mellisa? Is she in danger?" Lilia's voice trembled. Compared to Leila's return to Indonesia, she is more worried about Mellisa's situation.

Seeing the panic on her face, the man couldn't help but stroke her hair and comforted her in a soft voice. "No, Herri died in a car accident. As for Mellisa, she disappeared without a trace after she buried Herri three days ago. Your sister is really one hell of a person."

Jean had been receiving reports about Mellisa from Jakarta in the past few days.

But all he knew about was that Mellisa was either intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the people he sent to investigate.

Moreover, her ability to not stand out was just outstanding. Unless she wanted to appear on her own will, it would be difficult to find a trace of her.

This made Jean think back to when Mellisa could smell some kind of poison in Trisa's nightclub at that time.

He was worried that Mellisa's abilities had been underestimated by everyone.

At this time, Lilia listened to the man's explanation with blank eyes for a few seconds.

She sighed and leaned back in his arms and muttered, "Sis Mellisa is really amazing. If you acknowledge her abilities, she must be really difficult to track down."

She could feel that Mellisa was deliberately cutting ties with her.

Whatever the reason, she believed that Mellisa must have had her own reasons.

...

The next day, at 10:30 am, Lilia and Jean were about to leave, but the front bell rang.

Lilia got up and went to the window to have a look. She saw Chris with a gloomy face, standing to the side with his car's door open while honking loudly.

"Brother Chris!" Lilia looked back at the man who had put on a nice coat. She was very surprised.

They will leave for the capital Jakarta today. Looks like they haven't told him yet.

A few minutes later, the man pushed the suitcase with one hand and hugged his wife's waist with the other.

Seeing this, Chris immediately slammed the car's door, sneered and put his hands on his chest. "Jean, if I didn't call you this morning, would you have told me you were going to the capital Jakarta?"

The man looked at him and answered, "That was my plan."

Chris took a cold breath. He felt his heart, liver, spleen and lungs suffocate. "I don't care. If you go to the capital, then I'll go too!"

"....Okay?" 

Chris hummed softly and turned his head to look at Lilia. "Then, shall we go together?"

Lilia looked at the indifferent man beside her, gently pinched his arm and said with a smile. "Okay, but we'll go to the United States a few days after arriving in Jakarta. Are you okay with that?"