President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 886 Chaotic Memories

Queeny crouched down, bent double with the acute headache.

Two voices alternatively took control of her mind.

To leave here or not?

Oddly, she had a vague feeling of sentimental attachment to this place, which seemed rooted in her

mind while being resisted by her subconsciousness.

Beads of cold sweat rolled down her forehead.

Her lips grew pale. Episodes of memories sprang to her mind like scenes of a movie.

“Look! What’re they?”

“Zoe, leave the flowers alone. They’ll die and lose their beauty if you nip them off.”

“But they’re there for us to watch and pick. You’re so prim and proper. I don’t like you anymore!”

The tiny girl threw a tantrum and stomped away. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The boy, who was much taller than her, frowned in hesitation. But he soon followed and got her back.

“There, there, don’t be angry. I’ll get the flowers for you, all right?”

The girl gave him a mischievous blink with her limpid eyes.

“Really?”

“Yep.”

The boy set his lips in a line and clenched his fists. “I’ll do it right now. Just wait for me here.”

He walked to the flowers growing in a clump of thorns.

The girl waited close by, gaily telling the boy to pick the ones that she liked. Seeing that he had got all

of her favorites, she cheered in excitement.

The boy suffered quite a few wounds from the thorns, but he bore them without a grumble.

It took the boy a long time to obtain all the flowers the girl desired.

The little girl was exhilarated. She took the flowers, planted a kiss on the boy’s cheek and said in a

silvery voice, “You’re the best brother ever. I simply adore you.”

The boy cast an indulgent glance at her and shook his head. “It’s late. Mother is waiting for us at home.

Let’s go home.”

The girl nodded and the boy took her hand. They walked together towards home.

Their small figures were gilded and their shadows lengthened by the setting sun.

Queeny snapped into consciousness.

She widened her eyes in horror and disbelief.

How could it happen?

How could those memories be there? Never had she seen the little boy or been to this place, let alone

having all the above experiences.

But why were those scenes so vivid in her mind?

They were so vivid that they felt like her own experiences. That adorable little girl was nobody but

herself as a child.

Was it…really herself?

Had she ever been here before?

And who was that brother?

It suddenly occurred to Queeny that she had called someone brother before she lapsed into a coma

just now.

All the color drained from her face.

Crouching and clasping her head, she fended off the memories with her whole being.

No, they could not possibly be hers!

She was the small-town girl who had been abandoned by her father with only her mother to rely on.

She was the girl who had been driven away from home by her stepfather at eight and had gone to seek

help from Mr. Webber and grown up in the orphanage.

She had nothing to do with the little girl in the scenes! She could never have lived such a life!

Those memories could not have been true!

Queeny denied them desperately. Meanwhile, Ramon and the silver-masked guy were watching her on

the screen of the monitor at a room in the villa.

They saw Queeny walk out of gate but go no further, holding her head in anguish.

A triumphant smile hovered on Ramon’s lips.

He raised the glass and took a drink. “You see, Asher. I was right about it.”

With a darkened face, the man called Asher gave a light snort of contempt.

“I thought she had a strong will. Turns out she’s just as weak-minded as others.”

Ramon raised his brows.

Then he shook his head.

“No, you’re wrong.”

Asher paused.

Ramon said in a deep voice, “I wasn’t sure hypnosis alone would make her buy it all, so I did

something extra before today.”

Surprised, Asher asked, “What was it?”

Ramon looked up at him and smiled, “Don’t you remember? The bottle I gave you for Karida to use on

her.”

Asher was more puzzled.

“But you said it was just a sedative to make her less vigilant about Karida so that she would take Karida

out and we would have a chance to get her.”

Ramon shook his head.

“There are many ways to help Karida win Queeny’s favor. No need to waste a divine thing like that. You

know, it was given to me by my trainer. There was only this one tiny bottle of it left in the whole world.

Now it has all been used on her.”

“Still, she’s not fully convinced that she’s my sister. What an excellent woman that Felix Bissel has

trained!”

He pulled up one corner of his mouth with interest and took another sip of the wine.

Asher’s eyes broadened in astonishment.

“You mean the bottle you gave to Karida was…”

Ramon nodded.

“The last bottle of illusion potion in the world has gone. I wouldn’t have used it if not for our great cause

in the future. But it’s well worth it if we can use Queeny as bait to get Felix, wipe out the Dragon Club

and do away with Ambario and the Bissel family all at the same time.”

Ramon words made Asher’s eyes light up with excitement.

“You’re right. This woman is very important to Felix Bissel. He’ll be at our mercy as long as she’s in our

hands. It’ll be such a piece of cake to get him.”

Ramon roared with laughter.

At this time, however, the woman on the screen made an unusual move.

Taken aback, Ramon and Asher stopped laughing and fixed their eyes on the screen.

The woman slowly stood up after the painful struggle.

Straightening up with determination in her eyes, she began to drag herself out with wobbling steps.

The two men’s expressions changed.

Ramon issued a cold snort.

“It’s amazing that she should have such a strong will, but she can never escape from my hands!”