Xaviera Evans smiled warmly, her voice soft, "Are you the real Nidya Hughes?"
Suddenly it fell quiet around them. Nidya slowly raised her eyes, and the emptiness within them seemed to crack open a little. Her voice indifferent, she answered, "I am."
Xaviera was stunned. Her grandmother and uncle suspected she was not the real Nidya, but now, under hypnosis, she still confirmed her identity.
If hypnotism could control someone as strong-willed as Caleb Mamet, it could definitely control Nidya. And her state just now was clearly already under hypnosis. In this case, she wouldn't lie.
Could she really be Nidya Hughes?
Ding, dong, dong!
Suddenly Nidya's cell phone rang. Her hollow eyes gradually regained clarity, clouded by anger and coldness. She had no memory of what just transpired and warned menacingly, "You must come to the family banquet this time, or you'll bear the consequences!"
Xaviera was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly. "All right, when does it start?"