Chapter 695

Chapter 695:

“The queen mentioned that, since the day after tomorrow is your engagement ceremony, she wanted to ensure Andrew is fully prepared.”

Savannah’s displeasure was evident. However, she knew it was the queen’s responsibility to inquire about such matters. She waved her hand dismissively, and Andrew obediently followed the servant out.

He soon found himself in Babette’s tea room. The room was serene, with minimalist decor that exuded a sense of calm. They sat cross-legged on either side of the table. A soothing, woody aroma filled the air, adding to the peaceful atmosphere.

Babette, composed and authoritative, asked detailed questions about the engagement arrangements, and Andrew responded to each one with precision.

However, as the conversation continued, Andrew began to feel a headache building. He instinctively rubbed his temples. Noticing his discomfort, Babette asked with concern, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Shall I call a doctor?”

“It’s nothing,” Andrew replied, shaking his head.

Despite his reassurance, Babette summoned a doctor anyway. The doctor entered, her face obscured by a veil, but her calm, graceful presence was unmistakable. Andrew felt a strange sense of familiarity wash over him.

“I found this doctor abroad. She’s highly skilled. Please lie down and let her examine you,” Babette suggested.

Andrew glanced at her but didn’t object, lying down on the mat as instructed. Madisyn, the doctor, took out her silver needles, carefully inserting them into specific points on Andrew’s head.

Before long, Andrew drifted into a deep sleep.

Sitting quietly, Madisyn said, “He’s indeed had part of his memory replaced with false ones by a skilled hypnotherapist.”

“This is unacceptable! Savannah has gone too far!” Babette, who was rarely angered, was visibly upset.

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She looked at Madisyn, her trust in her having deepened after Dottie’s recovery. “Is there any way to help him now?”

Madisyn remained silent for a few moments. “I can try.”

She finally said, though even she couldn’t guarantee success. The hypnosis was intricate and difficult to unravel.

Babette, aware of the history between Madisyn and Andrew, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy. “Alright, you can treat him here. With me around, I can ensure he visits more often.”

Madisyn nodded. “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

“There’s no need to thank me. You saved Dottie, and I haven’t even properly thanked you yet,” Babette said, gratitude shining in her eyes.

An hour later, Andrew woke up. The doctor was gone, yet for some reason, he felt a sense of disappointment.

“Mr. Klein, are you feeling better?” Babette inquired.

“Yes, after that nap, I feel much better. Your doctor is indeed very skilled,” Andrew replied.

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