I sat down slowly and leaned against the wall.


    Peter wanted me to get close to Michael.


    He wanted me to deceive myself and get Michael to fall in love and marry me.


    He wanted Michael to be an obedient puppet.


    "Is it so that he can control the Ford Group?" I thought.


    The Ford Group was involved in pretty standard industries. Those included real estate, medical


    equipment, domestic trade, and international trade. I couldn''t work out what Peter wanted to gain


    through Michael. He was just a doctor, after all.


    "Stephanie, you have to climb the corporatedder to avoid being stepped on all the time. It''s the


    only way you can break free from all of this…"


    Peter''s voice repeated like a mantra in my head, as if it was echoing in my ears.


    He was a lunatic and might have been a devil in disguise.


    I was almost certain that he had something to do with my amnesia.


    "Is it possible that a person can forget certain memories if they were in a car ident and were


    subjected to hypnosis, medication, or other therapeutic methods? Could false memories be


    imnted through hypnosis by another person after that?" I asked in a whisper.


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    I was starting to seriously doubt that Michael was the man I had loved for ten whole years. Peter


    might have deliberately misled me to believe that about myself.


    He might have taken advantage of the fact that I had amnesia to mislead me, causing me to have


    false memories about myself.


    "It''s possible," Zion said. His expression turned grave as he continued, "There was a case where


    someone was incited to murder someone else three years ago. A psychiatrist had incited his patient


    tomit murder on his behalf."


    The psychiatrist in question hypnotized his patient, who already had psychological issues to begin


    with. He transferred his hatred toward the victims onto his patient, causing the patient to feel the


    same anger and hatred he felt toward the victim.


    The patient ended up having delusions that the victim had deliberately hurt him and his family in the


    same way, which led the patient to stab the victim to death in public impulsively.


    I sat there without saying a word.


    There was something off about Peter. I was almost sure of it.


    Michael turned out to be just another pawn on the chessboard. He was not the one ying chess.


    I wondered if Yasmin was the recement Peter had previously threatened me about. He told me


    that he would have me reced if I didn''t obediently do as I was told.


    It felt as if Yasmin was ying the role of a catalyst.


    Perhaps Peter had intended to use Yasmin as a warning to me. He wanted to egg me on so that I


    wouldplete my task of getting Michael to marry me quicker. However, he didn''t expect me to


    die.


    It seemed that Peter hadn''t anticipated that I would die at the hands of the serial killer either.


    I scoffed inwardly. This meant that everything had spiraled out of his control after that.


    "The case has really been closed…" Eason murmured when he finally came back.


    "The culprit managed to describe the facts of the crime very clearly. He said that he believed the


    victim had something to do with his son''s disappearance. He had approached the victim about his


    son multiple times, but the victim kept turning him away. That''s what led him tomit the murder."


    The case sounded clear-cut when put that way. However, it was clear that someone had


    deliberately arranged for it to seem that way.


    There were sub-cases within the case. And behind these sub-cases were more cases.


    There were problems left and right in this case.


    I stared at the clues Eason had stered all over the whiteboard and said softly, "There are two


    cases here. One with serial killings, and one involving muttion. It seems to me like the


    masterminds behind both cases are using the victims tomit murder for them."


    "Victims are rarely everpletely innocent," Eason said while looking at me.


    He continued, "There were six cases nationwide of teenagers with Asperger''s syndrome going


    missing simultaneously that year. Do you know why only the parents of these two teenagers are still


    persistently searching for their children?"


    I shook my head.


    "It''s because the others believed they had gotten rid of a burden. In their eyes, people with


    Asperger''s syndrome or autism are monsters. Their parents regard them as aliens.


    "Besides, when their kids went missing, the parents got to receive arge sum of donations from the


    public. Why wouldn''t they wee it?"


    Eason sneered and continued, "Can you take a guess as to why the Lincolns didn''t im Steven


    back into their household back then? He might''ve been a bastard child, but it''s not like the Lincolns


    couldn''t afford to raise him.


    "Maybe the Lincolns cared too much about their own reputation. But the thing is, Steven''s mother


    and Andy Lincoln had gotten legally married in Melovia."


    Steven frowned at that. He warned Eason to watch his tongue with his eyes.


    Eason ignored him and continued, "They think Steven is a monster too. It was said that he wouldn''t


    speak after he was born. When he was diagnosed with autism by a doctor and abandoned at the


    orphanage, everyone thought he was a mute."