Realizing that Carter had come prepared, Shirley felt slightly nervous.

She knew better than anyone the power of Carter's hypnosis.

Sometimes, he did not even require any props; he could manipulate a person's emotions with just a look, causing the person to unwittingly lose himself in his territory.

Carter vaguely caught a hint of hesitation in Shirley's eyes.

The corners of his mouth faintly turned up as he brought his deep, dark eyes closer to Shirley and stared at her.

“Shirley, if you really aren’t lying, then look into my eyes earnestly now.”

The tone of Carter's voice had suddenly become as gentle as a spring breeze.

It was a type of gentle feeling that could make people unwittingly let go of their emotions and gradually allow their imaginations to enter a state of relaxation and comfort.

Shirley, who seemed to sense that Carter was attempting to hypnotize her, intuitively turned her face to avoid Carter's eyes, but he held her chin tightly.

He forced her to look in