In front of her, there was a hazy and heavy darkness, as if she was immersed in icy seawater, with wave after wave threatening to engulf her.
At that moment, Cheyenne heard an ethereal, sweet voice coming from the vague front.
"Good child, you are very tired now, very tired, your body is feeling unprecedented exhaustion."
"Keep walking forward, you will see a glimmer of light, your eyelids start to feel heavy, limbs relax, and breathing gradually slows down."
"Breathing regularly, next, you will have a sweet dream."
"In the dream, you are sitting in a comfortable home, lying in bed, blowing the warm breeze outside the window, holding a parchment map in your hand, where is this map, tell me, okay?"
Her soul involuntarily followed the guidance of this voice, sinking under her eyelids.
"Do you see it? Where is that map?"
The sleeping girl nodded her head and softly replied, "I see it, I hid the map in a dark room, it's very dark there, with lots of flowers and plants."
A dark room? Flowers and plants?
Listening to her response, Gracie quickly guessed-Cheyenne had buried the map somewhere underground.
This hypnosis was very successful. Gracie smiled as she put away the necklace in her hand and gently touched Cheyenne's eyes with her fair hand.
"Okay, you've done great. Child, sleep well, and tomorrow when you wake up, it will be a sunny day."
Cheyenne "obediently" let out a yawn, her red lips slightly parted, revealing her white teeth.
A sweet and lovely smile appeared on her tranquilly cute face, and she fell asleep with her hands folded on her face.
This action made her stomach particularly bulge, and Gracie's gaze fell on her abdomen, tenderness fleeting.
"Buried underground, it should still be in Akloit, just let Glenn go find it."
Sam said, pushing his gold-rimmed glasses up his nose and assessing the sleeping Cheyenne.
The corner of his lips curved up into an elegant smile.
He only saw Cheyenne when she was awake, very lively and full of cunning vitality.
As for her asleep, it was his first time seeing her.
Turns out, her sleeping posture was so adorable, very much like a child who lacked a sense of security. He used to sleep like that when he was a child.
"Well, he should be back in Onistead today, Elsa's getting married, he, of course, will come back to see the show?"
"Let's go, things have temporarily come to an end, next, we should go see how the drug research is progressing."
Gracie inserted her hands into the pockets of her coat, urging Sam to leave the room together, but he remained motionless and borrowed her necklace.
"Lend me your necklace."
"What do you need this thing for?"
Gracie was slightly surprised, hesitating whether to give it to him, as she touched the necklace in her pocket.
Sam, for the first time, started to act coquettish, "Aunt Gracie, I won't do anything, don't worry. I'm just curious about your hypnosis, so I want to see if I can learn it."
"Is that so?"
"Of course, you know how much progress I've made, right?"
Indeed, she had taught him hypnosis, but it was unclear whether it was a matter of personal comprehension. Despite having mastered Praying Magic, Sam could only barely be considered at an entry level in hypnosis.
She placed the necklace in Sam's hand, and before leaving, she couldn't help but remind him, "Don't lose it for me, this is the token of love Gregory gave me."
"You can rest assured, if Father asks, I'll just say I borrowed it from you."
"Gregory" mentioned by Gracie was Sam's father, Gregory Lucas, who was the head of the Lucas family in this generation. He was mysterious and elusive.
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