Under the Heiress' Facade

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Bernard stood aside as he watched Felix conduct hypnosis on Hera. At that moment, there were beeping sounds. The computer connected to Hera's brainwaves suddenly issued a warning for abnormal data.

The three turned to look at the computer's screen that had emitted a warning about the data. Hera, who initially had been leaning against the chair, suddenly opened her eyes and sat straight.

Her eyes had turned red, and there was a sinister smile playing on her lips. She looked extremely terrifying.

Seeing this made Bernard, Felix, and Johnson look very solemn. It was Johnson's and Felix's first time seeing Hera like this. However, Hera's current condition was about the same as the stress response that Bernard had recorded previously.

Bernard had personally experienced her stress response firsthand, so he wasn't a stranger to this. Before Hera could even get up, Bernard quickly struck the side of her neck, rendering her unconscious.

His move shocked Felix.

Johnson exclaimed, "Oh!"

"It's daytime now. Why did she exhibit a stress response related to nyctophobia?" Bernard asked.

Felix immediately checked the data on the computer. The abnormal data that triggered the warning on the computer resumed normal after Hera fainted.

Felix sighed in relief before explaining, "It was the memories in her subconscious mind that triggered the stress response. Ms. Youngworth isn't afraid of the dark. The dark merely triggers the memories in her subconscious mind.

"The memory that Ms. Youngworth is trying to recall is what triggered a survival threat in her subconscious mind. Thus, her body emitted the stress response in the form of self-preservation."

Johnson added, "This condition has a similar principle to the split personality. However, Ms. Youngworth's main personality is rather strong, which has been preventing the second personality from emerging."

Bernard frowned. "Can we alter the memories in her subconscious mind?"

"Yes, but it's not recommended to do so," Felix said. "It won't be good for her recovery. Even if her brain can withstand the changes to her memory, there's no guarantee that she won't recall these altered memories. This risk is too great."

Bernard narrowed his eyes at Hera, who had fainted in her chair and was lost to the world. He felt terrible, remembering how she tortured herself to recall those memories.

Bernard didn't want Hera to remember what happened. If possible, he hoped that she would never recall those

memories.

"Alter the memories in her subconscious mind," Bernard ordered.

Felix was startled to hear that. Only scoundrels would use hypnosis to instill their own ideas or alter memories. Besides, proper psychologists would adhere to their professional ethics. They would never do such a thing.

Wasn't Bernard Hera's boyfriend? How could he come up with such a request?

"Absolutely not! I can't do this. It goes against my morals," Felix objected.

"Just do as I said. Don't make me repeat myself for the third time!" Bernard took out a gun from behind him and pointed it at Felix.

Felix gulped while staring at the dark barrel of the gun aimed at him.

"Mr. Kennedy, just listen to him. Bernard will never harm Ms. Youngworth. He's doing this for her sake," Johnson advised.

"We've studied Ms. Youngworth's condition before. She's already being controlled by the memories in her subconscious mind. Whenever she's in the dark, the subconscious memories will be triggered, causing a stress response.

"The more frequently this happens, the more likely it is for her to develop a secondary personality, which is far more dangerous. Besides, you once said that she should remove the negative subconscious memories."

"What I meant by that was she personally has to accept and deal with those memories," Felix argued.

"She has no way of accepting those memories!" Bernard uttered coldly. He also didn't want her to recall those memories.

Felix couldn't convince Bernard and Johnson on his own. Besides, Bernard had a gun, so Felix had no choice but to do as he said.

The evening sun filtered through the window, shining on Hera's face. Her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly woke up.

Bernard remained by Hera's side. Seeing that she was awake, he gently called out, "Sweetie?"