“It seems to be some type of confinement for three years. I heard that the confinement for hypnotists is made up of a small dark room with no windows, no bright light, no one to talk to, and no electronic equipment or entertainment facilities. Those who are locked up there will feel like they are entering a completely silent world. Even if the hypnotist’s psychological strength is strong, he may not withstand the darkness and lose his sanity,” Tom explained in fear. Toby’s thin lips hooked upward as he answered, “This is good; I am satisfied.” He was really looking forward to hearing the news that Miles had lost his marbles. “Did Master Jason say when he will have Miles come over to break the hypnosis?”
he asked again. Tom pushed his glasses up and replied, “Of course. Miles is in the country right now, so he probably will come over tomorrow. After breaking your hypnosis, he will then return to confinement.” “Good.” Toby nodded. “Let’s get out of the hospital then.” Now that he knew that Miles would be able to remove the hypnosis tomorrow, Toby was finally in a better mood. He simply craved an opportunity to quickly appear in front of Sonia and confess about them being pen pals in the past. With that thought, he walked toward the elevator while taking out his phone and texted her, ‘Where are you now?’
He didn’t call or send a text message; rather, he posed his question through Messenger because he knew that once she saw that it was a text message from him, she would definitely ignore it. However, using Z-H’s Messenger was a different experience altogether. As expected, when Sonia saw the message sent by Z-H at Paradigm Co., she truthfully answered since the other party was the collector of more than a billion of their debt—although she was unable to understand why the sender was asking where she was. Toby’s eyes flashed as he typed, ‘Nothing.’ She looked at the single word in perplexity. What is going on? He’s not bored and trying to make small talk with me, right? With a shake of her head, she kept her phone away and continued to work.
As for him, he did not say anything more and entered the elevator. The purpose of his inquiry was merely to find out her current location. Everything else could be said later when they met. Soon, he got out of the elevator and arrived at the parking lot. He was just about to enter the car when a sobbing female voice suddenly approached him. “Toby…” Toby frowned as he turned around and looked at Tina, who was standing across the street. His expression did not change in the slightest as he asked, “What are you doing here?” Tina squeezed her hands, took two steps forward and looked at him with a pair of red and swollen eyes. “Toby, I’m here to apologize to you.” “Apologize for what?”
He was still expressionless. She sniffed. “It’s about me impersonating Sonia. Toby, I really know that I’m in the wrong. Will you forgive me, for m-my—” “You’ve already said this last night,” he interrupted her in a cold voice. Her mouth twitched for a moment, but she quickly returned to her tearful look from earlier. “Toby, can you not be so cold to me? I-I’m really scared.” “You’re scared? What does that have to do with me?” Toby quietly looked at her. When Tina saw this indifferent look of his, irritation surged in her heart, but on the surface, she was sad and upset. “I know you are blaming me for impersonating Miss Reed, but—” “Not only did you impersonate her, you also repeatedly tried to get her killed!”
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