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Chapter 841:

Elvis couldn’t help but muse how this title had once been Clarissa’s deepest desire. Unfortunately, it just wasn’t meant for her. And here was Marissa, her DNA test report in hand, poised to claim everything that her father had built over the years. Bloodlines held a lot of significance, after all.

Marissa was oblivious to Elvis’s thoughts, but his grave expression made her a little uneasy. Just then, Paul emerged from the bathroom, and she hurried over to help him.

Paul had always been open about his intentions to be her father, and while she would often act naughty in front of him, she made sure to keep a respectful distance between the two of them.

Today, however, Marissa let all her walls down. This was her real father, which meant she had every right to explore and nurture the connection she had with him.

As for Paul, he basked in the care and attention that Marissa gave him. He took her hand and said, “Let’s go get something to eat.”

The father and daughter slowly made their way downstairs, with Elvis trailing behind them. It wasn’t until they were seated at the dining table that Elvis asked Paul, “Boss, should we put out a notice that you have found your daughter?”noveldrama

Paul had been without a family for fifteen years, so the arrival of a daughter brought immense joy to his life. He couldn’t wait to let the world know he finally had a worthy heiress to carry on his legacy. Elvis’s proposal hit the nail on the head—it was exactly what Paul had been hoping for.

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Yet, Paul was well aware of the unique situation his family faced. His other daughter, Tiffany, was still in the clutches of some unsavory characters, and revealing that he was actually Brian required delicate timing and caution.

After a thoughtful pause, he turned to Marissa and asked, “Marissa, what’s your take on this?”

“Let’s hold off on making any decisions until your memories fully return,” Marissa advised. “Once you’ve regained all your memories, you’ll be able to better assess the situation and decide when it’s the right time to reclaim your identity as Brian.”

“You’re right. I’ll follow your lead,” Paul said. He then reminded Elvis, “For now, let’s keep this under wraps. No one else needs to know.”

“Understood, sir,” Elvis responded, accepting the directive without hesitation.

After breakfast, Marissa meticulously prepared and followed Paul into a secret room where she would perform hypnotherapy. Paul had always been a cautious man, making him a tough subject for hypnosis.

However, after reuniting with his daughter, he placed his full trust in her, lowering his defenses completely. Marissa’s exceptional skills in hypnosis did the rest, and she ultimately succeeded.

Under Marissa’s guidance, Paul, now deep in a hypnotic state, began to recall a trove of memories from fifteen years ago. The hypnosis session stretched on for six long hours, teetering on the edge of peril.

Paul’s emotions swung wildly—one moment, he was laughing with joy, the next, shouting in excitement, and then sinking into deep sorrow. Marissa kept a vigilant watch over him, ready to pull him out if he seemed unable to endure the strain.

But Paul was resilient. Just as he had vowed before the hypnosis began, no matter how harrowing the memories, he would force himself to withstand them. Whenever Marissa noticed him nearing the brink of collapse, he somehow managed to regain his composure just before she was about to intervene.

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