Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities-Chapter 689 - : My Father Was the One Who Hypnotized Tally

Chapter 689: My Father Was the One Who Hypnotized Tally

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“I’d go to the ends of the earth for a friend…”

Though Ruan Meng didn’t grasp the exact meaning behind Gu Yang’s statement, she sensed her commitment to help. She made a mental note to look up the phrase later, determined not to give Gu Yang any opportunity to tease her for her lack of Chinese proficiency!

Cautioning Gu Yang, Ruan Meng emphasized, “Tally harbors deep grudges. Once she regains consciousness, she’ll undoubtedly come after you. She’s ruthless. You need to stay vigilant.”

Gu Yang offered a reassuring smile. “She’s likely to remain asleep for a while longer.”

Ultimately, Gu Yang returned with the spice essential oil, much to Ruan Meng’s delight.

The encounter left her in high spirits.

Not only had she forged a friendship with Gu Yang, but she also witnessed Tally’s misfortune. She resolved to share the news with her brother.

At the Jin City International Hotel,

Devon escorted Tally to her room.

However, upon awakening, Tally remained under hypnosis.

In such a state, one could either resist waking up or allow only specific hypnotists to rouse them.

Given Tally’s current state, Devon held little hope for her awakening spontaneously.

His only recourse was to summon the other hypnotists from the Katie family to aid in her revival.

Yet, their efforts proved futile.

The hypnotist wore a grave expression. “Young Master Devon, who was responsible for Miss Tally’s hypnosis?”

Inwardly seething at the thought of Gu Yang, Devon’s countenance soured, though he uttered, “My father.”

The hypnotist froze, momentarily doubting his ears. “Pardon?”

As Devon processed his slip of the tongue, his features darkened. “It was indeed my father who hypnotized Tally.”

“Damn it!”

Devon’s anger boiled over.

Though he intended to utter “Gu Yang”, his tongue betrayed him, substituting “Dad” instead.

It was beyond his control!

The hypnotist was baffled. “Is Patriarch Katie also here in China? Since when did he become a hypnotist?”

Devon’s visage contorted with frustration as he seized the hypnotist by the collar. “Can’t you see that I’ve been ensnared too?” he snapped irritably.

Never in his wildest imaginings did he anticipate Gu Yang hypnotizing him with a mere utterance of, “I’m your father.”

He distinctly recalled being three meters distant from her at the time.

The Dark Web adhered to the same protocol; maintaining a three-meter distance from the hypnotist was considered relatively safe.

“Young Master Devon, please, remain composed. Let me examine you,” the hypnotist urged, attempting to dispel Devon’s trance to no avail.

In exasperation, Devon summoned his underlings, grinding his teeth. “Dig up everything. I want every scrap of information on Ruan Meng’s cousin within the next thirty minutes!”

Thirty minutes elapsed.

The phone rang.

Snatching it up impatiently, Devon answered without even glancing at the screen. On the other end, Xiao Yize’s familiar voice resonated. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

“Devon Katie, I must remind you once more that you’re treading on Chinese soil. Respect the laws of this land.”

“Your subordinate has violated one of the 253 stipulations of the Chinese Criminal Law. He’s been apprehended for infringing upon a citizen’s personal information.”

Devon froze in shock.

He never fathomed that the very decree he had wielded for years would transgress Chinese law?!

Certainly, he’d heard of such transgressions before, but no one had ever called him out on it.

Narrowing his eyes, Devon uttered in a low tone, “Ze, are you deliberately defying me?”

Xiao Yize retorted, “Mr. Katie, I’m not that well acquainted with you. Please address me by my full name—Xiao Yize. And if you’re truly inept in Chinese, perhaps you should practice more. Your pronunciation is abysmal.”

“Damn it!”

Devon seethed with rage, on the brink of exploding.