Jasper Milton asked Stella Grace to follow him. She couldn’t refuse.
Psychology was usually employed to help profile a person’s state of mind from his words, action, eyes, expression and emotions.
It would be a useful skill for the average person.
But there was always those capable of concealing their thoughts and emotions. You could never know what was on their mind.
Jasper was one of them.
Three years ago, he might still be an enthusiastic young man, impulsive and sometimes irrational.
The past three years had matured him, made him more restrained and domineering.
He was a true king now.
Stella followed Jasper to the study room on the ground floor.
“Close the door,” Jasper ordered as he sat on a sofa. He typed a text message on his phone and sent it out.
He put his phone on the tea table.
Stella felt stressed all of a sudden.
She sat in front of him and looked into his dark eyes.
Jasper sized her up.
They stared at each other in a dead silence.
Stella held her own. Her gaze remained strong and true.
Whoever looked away first would be the loser.
Ten minutes passed.
It was really quiet. They could even hear each other breathing.
Jasper smirked. “Does Inspector Grace have anything to say?”
“Chief, you are a very calm person.
You know yourself very well.
We do not have any conflict of interest.
You are not a suspect in the case I am investigating.
If I try to analyse your thoughts and it came out wrong, you would end up calling me a quack.
If I’m right, I would have exposed your secret and you would be alarmed. I might end up losing my life either ways.
Therefore, I think it’s better for me to keep quiet. What do you think, Chief?” Stella asked.
“You are just being skeptical. I will not go after you, no matter what you say,” Jasper stated as he casually leaned against the couch.
From this posture, he looked relaxed. All he wanted was to chat with her, he meant no harm.
But that did not give her the freedom to reveal everything.
Stella smiled and said, “Chief, aren’t you busy today? Do you really have the leisure time to waste on this?”
Jasper threw her a sharp glance. He straightened his body and glared at her. He did not look like he was joking.
“Tell me now. If you’re making anything up, I’ll have you jailed for life for slandering my uncle and aunt as well as distressing my cousin,” Jasper ordered her.
No one could refuse him.
He had changed his demeanor in the blink of an eye.
Stella realized that he was being serious. She finally perked up and answered formally, “There is a dark corner in your heart.”
Jasper snorted. His grim expression was terrifying. No one could tell what he was thinking.
“Carry on!” he prodded.
“You lost part of your memories,” Stella said while slowly lowering her head. She was trying to conceal her thoughts.
She didn’t want to look at him, didn’t want to let him into her mind.
“You are very confused about this memory, and you feel lost.
You have been trying very hard to find an answer all these years. But you also realized that someone is blocking your way and that they are your loved ones.
So, you are hurt. The more you get hurt, the more tolerance you develop,” Stella added.
Jasper looked at her with keen eyes. “Do you know why I asked you to treat me?”
Stella had a bad feeling about this.
“Did he want me to treat him?” Stella thought.
She looked at Jasper in bewilderment.
Jasper smiled. “I hear you’re quite the prodigy in the psychology sector. You’re also a top hypnosis therapist. From what I have seen today, you’re really competent. Yes, you’re right. I need you to treat me. I want to retrieve my lost memories.”
Stella’s eyes reddened and she said without hesitation, “I can’t.”
Jasper stood up and pressed his hands on the side of her body. His cold eyes burrowed into hers. They were inches away from each other.
His presence was so overwhelming, she felt suffocated by it.
“I’m afraid that you can’t refuse,” Jasper said.
There was a trace of confusion in Stella’s eyes.
The current Jasper, the amnesiac one, looked significantly different from the cool but enthusiastic Jasper she used to know.
He was really callous now, and even the breath on her face felt a little cold.
“Why can’t I refuse it?” Stella asked.
Jasper raised her chin. “Don’t believe me? You can try me.”
Stella understood.
He was a candidate for the Presidency.
With that kind of power, he could kill her with just a word.
There was no need for her to go against him. “I’ll try. But let me remind you, Chief, your parents are the ones who don’t want you regaining your memories. Looking at how things are now, I can’t do anything else even if they try to stop you,” Stella said.
“I’ll send someone to pick you up every week. We’ll keep it quiet. They will never know,” Jasper promised. He stood up and looked at her. “I’ll take you home now.”
“It’s okay. My colleague will do it,” Stella refused.
“They left long ago and it’s raining outside. No car can simply come into this place. Do you want to stay here instead?” Jasper asked.
Stella stood up and nodded respectfully to Jasper. “Well, if that’s the case, thank you, Chief.”
It was raining cats and dogs outside.
Stella was looking out the window. She seemed calm but her mood was like the heavy rain, messy and disturbing.
The driver stopped the car.
“What happened?” Jasper asked.
“Commander, there’s a traffic jam in front of us. Many cars are turning back. The road is probably a little flooded,” Lieutenant Shine reported.
“Go to Skies Villa first, and get someone to solve this immediately,” Jasper ordered.
“Yes, sir.”
Stella frowned. “Well, Chief. You could leave me here. I will walk over to the other side to hail a taxi.”
“It’s raining so heavily and there’s a flood there. There won’t be any taxi available. Looking at how bad the traffic is, there’s no way a bus could come through either,” Jasper replied.
Stella was a little annoyed.
She did not like it when others made decisions for her. “I can walk home.”
“Aren’t you afraid of being swept away by the flood?” Jasper asked coldly.
“I’m not that weak.”
Jasper glared at her. “Just shut up. I mean what I say. We will go to the Skies Villa first. What are you afraid of? I am not a monster who would eat you up. I will ask someone to take you home once the road is clear.”
Stella could not refuse.