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The man on the other end of the line sensed the hesitation in her tone. He then spoke in his normal voice, no longer sounding like Silas. "I've successfully mimicked Silas' voice and tone from the previous interview videos. Now, the only thing left is the appearance.

"To solve this problem, we need to introduce a fake Silas to clarify things for you. What I'm doing now is imitating Silas's appearance."

"Imitate?" Karen was shocked!

She knew some people could imitate voices very well. They could even sing like famous singers.

However, she had not heard of anyone being able to mimic appearances...

Even with makeup skills, how close could others get before they discovered something was off? Those reporters were not stupid. How could they fall for it?

"I can only help you to settle it today. If you don't trust me, then there's nothing I can do. Find someone else." The person on the phone sounded impatient.

"Wait!" Karen realized that he was a capable person, unlike no one else she had encountered.

Although she was curious how Pierre got in touch with such a person, getting her problem solved was what mattered the most now.

"I'll take you there right away. I'll give you the address," said Karen.

"Okay. Text me,” replied the man. Then, he hung up.

Karen wasted no time. She composed the message, sent it, and then thought about informing someone to drive her.

However, considering her recent suspicions, she hesitated and decided to drive herself.

The hospital was crowded and noisy. After Karen gave Silas a beating, she called a doctor to treat his wounds. Instead of taking him to the hospital, she arranged for him to recover in a separate location.

She drove straight to Mallory Estate.

There was already a parked car at the entrance of Mallory Estate. Karen cautiously looked around her. She got out of the car when there was no one around.

As soon as she got out, the door of the parked car opened as well.

Karen saw a man. She examined him carefully under the streetlight. He did not resemble Silas at all, not even remotely related.

makeup, could he look like

a look at the

such a person involved no technical

world, but there

mainly because he did not seem to be someone of importance yet dared to display such arrogance

her wishes. Now, having to comply with someone else's, Karen felt uncomfortable. Even so, she did as

then stopped. He turned and looked at Karen, who was standing at the door. "If you don't show me the way,

really wanted to speak to him with a cold attitude and tell him to just go inside. Still, in the end, she dared not to do

could not afford to

I'll lead the way." Karen closed the door behind her and quickly walked up to the

to the bedroom where Silas was being

being guarded by two men, Jeff and Windsor. When they saw Karen bring along a stranger, they were surprised. "Madam, it's late.

ignored them and pushed

their noses when she did not respond. They

around and pointed in a direction for

and plaster. While waiting

listened to

got beaten so badly. No wonder

faint hum. "It's a good thing you didn't hit his

to slip out and immediately

replied the man as he placed the suitcase he was carrying on a

Karen notice the suitcase he was carrying. Throughout the journey, her attention had been solely on

a man and could not help but feel a

someone to

the man's hand touched his face, Silas could not help but tremble in

not do that. After briefly touching Silas' facial contours, he said to Karen, "I need half an hour. You're not allowed to come in during this time. You can contact the reporters. I'll definitely

believe it. Could it really be solved in half an

not to trust me," replied the man.

you!" said Karen. She

closed the

not help but ask Karen,

wouldn't understand. Tidy up downstairs. I'll have two reporters come over later." Karen did not know how to answer, so