The Beginning Of All Sins

The psychiatrist examined Olivia and announced his prognosis. "She seems to have undergone intense psychological shock, causing her to suffer from sudden amnesia and mutism." "What did you say?!" Tyler said, his face locked into a frown.

Everyone in the room stared at Olivia shrinking into herself at the corner of the bed.

"We suggest further psychological evaluation to be more certain, but one thing is quite noticeable: she seemed to have undergone quite the extreme shock to have ended up like this." There was a brief silence before Alsia suddenly burst into tears. "How did this happen?! She was fine just this morning!"

Camilla widened her eyes in disbelief.

"Will she recover from this?" Tyler asked hoarsely.

He was unable to control his emotions. He cast his eyes down and tried to will himself into calming down. He balled his fists hard enough that one could hear his knuckles pop.

"We don't know if this is permanent or temporary. We can only suggest immediate treatment," the doctor answered.

Tyler took a deep breath. "Understood."

The OB-GYN, psychiatric, and psychological department heads gathered in Olivia's room. They discussed among themselves for a moment before leaving quietly.

Tyler and the others were still reeling from the prognosis.

The room was silent. All anyone could hear was their labored breathing.

Camilla looked at Olivia and wondered how on Earth this was going to be solved. She felt bad for Olivia.

"W-What are we going to..." she asked aloud, suddenly unable to complete her sentence.

No one had expected the quiet, gentle Olivia to turn out this way. Olivia used to space out sometimes, but nothing else about her suggested anything else!

Tyler loosened his hands and seemingly returned to calm. "Let's proceed with more psychological examination."

"R-Right," Camilla stammered. "I'll prepare every document needed."

She hurried out of the ward as Tyler looked at Olivia, his gaze intense.

Alisa dared not get close to Olivia. She just sobbed at a distance.

News of Olivia's development had reached the Harrises.

Maisy had been waiting for her news since she returned from the hospital. When she saw Alisa returning with the butler, she set her cup down and asked, "How is the girl? What did the doctor say?"

Ana was drinking tea with Maisy too.

Unlike the old woman, she was hardly worried-she was certain nothing extreme was going to some psychological stressor to learn just who should she piss off the least!

happen. All Olivia needed was net The butler was silent when he reached the living room.

Maisy immediately asked suspiciously, "Why aren't you speaking?"

"News is that Ms. Olivia suddenly lost her memories and won't let anyone near her. The doctors' prognosis is that she has undergone too extreme a psychological trauma. She now shows symptoms of amnesia and mutism."

Ana leaped to her feet. "What the hell?!"

Maisy felt lightheaded. She almost fainted, and a maid caught her before she and Maisy pointed at the butler and cried out, "What did you say happened to Olivia?!"

"Mr. Tyler has arranged an even deeper examination on the case," the butler could only say.

The doctors were quick, however, Olivia's resistance had made it hard for anyone to approach her. No one dared make any overt move-the last thing anyone wanted was to provoke an intense reaction in her which might further morph into adverse effects on her baby.

The doctors told Tyler to gather Olivia's family. Maybe one of them would be seen as trusted enough by Olivia to be allowed near her.

The examination was of utmost importance, so Tyler went straight to work without a second thought. He told Camilla to inform the Jones family.

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Jones!"

Darren thought this concerned Naomi. Upon closer inspection, he realized this was Tyler's assistant. "Is Naomi in trouble?"

Camilla grabbed his hand. "No! It's Ms. Olivia! You need to come with me, pronto!"

"Olivia? Is this something to do with her baby?" he said instinctively.

Camilla tugged on his wrist. "Just come with me, sir."