“Dr. Nocturne?”
Upon seeing Juniper, Celine’s miserable expression transformed into a radiant smile. A second later, she bolted towards her, her eyes wide with excitement. “You’re here!”
“I’m here.”
A wave of sadness washed over Juniper as she looked at Celine’s innocent face. By now, her sister should have been twenty-three years old, just graduating from college like any other young woman. What a waste.
“Celine!” Warren rushed out after her, holding a bowl of medicine. He was clearly flustered; the back of his shirt was damp with sweat.
When he saw the “man” standing before him, his gaze instantly turned to ice. He made no effort to hide his hostility.
“I don’t want to drink it,” Celine protested, hiding behind Juniper. Her voice was full of grievance. “It’s bitter. I won’t.”
“Let me try.” Juniper frowned at the dark liquid in the bowl and said firmly.
“Don’t trouble yourself.” Warren sidestepped Juniper’s outstretched hand, his face cold. “Celine only takes things from me.”
With that, Warren tried to move closer to Celine. But for every step he took, Celine took one back, her lips trembling and her eyes welling with tears as if she were about to cry from fear.
Juniper’s jaw tightened, her own tone turning sharp. “The medicine is getting cold. If you don’t want to affect her recovery, give it to me.”
Warren hesitated for a few seconds before reluctantly handing the bowl to the “man” across from him. Celine hated taking her medicine; he always had to spend ages coaxing her. If he couldn’t manage it, what chance did this guy have? Did he really think that pretty face of his was all-powerful here?
Just as Warren was preparing to watch him fail, he saw Celine frown, hesitate for only two seconds, and then drink the entire bowl of medicine that Juniper offered her.
“A small test,” Juniper said, enunciating each word clearly. “If you agree, we can start now. You can stay and observe if you’re worried.”
“Fine,” Warren agreed after a moment of thought.
Soon, the small hypnotic test began. Celine fell into a deep sleep. As Juniper’s voice guided her, her expression gradually became pained. First, she frowned, then beads of sweat formed on her forehead. Tears streamed down her face as her features twisted in agony.
“What are you doing to her?” Seeing Celine’s torment, Warren shot to his feet and violently yanked Juniper away.
The force was so strong, and Juniper was so focused on the hypnosis, that she was caught completely off guard. She stumbled backward, her body slamming into the corner of a table. A sharp pain made her grimace.
Warren held Celine in his arms, his voice shaking with fury. “Seize Specter! Arrest him now!”

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