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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.

he wore makeup, could

at

he had received payment, working for such a person involved no technical difficulty

business world, but

be someone of importance yet dared

having to comply with someone else's, Karen felt uncomfortable. Even so, she did as instructed and opened the

and looked at Karen, who was standing at the door. "If you don't show me

attitude and tell him to

not afford to offend

way." Karen closed the door behind her and quickly walked up to the man,

led him to the bedroom where Silas was

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

them and pushed

They dared not

and pointed in a

in bandages and plaster. While waiting for Karen earlier, he had specifically searched the internet for

listened to the

No wonder

"It's a good thing you didn't hit his face, or else I wouldn't have been

realized her fawning words were about to slip out and immediately stopped herself. "How will you help

disguise," replied the man as he placed the suitcase he

he was carrying. Throughout the journey, her attention had been solely on his face. She even wondered how someone who

Karen brought in a man and

to

hand touched his face, Silas could not help but tremble

said to Karen, "I need half an hour. You're not allowed to come in during this

it. Could it really be

choose not to trust me," replied the man. He picked up his toolbox, ready to

trust you!" said Karen. She immediately

man closed the door

help but ask Karen, "Madam, who is he? Why is he

Tidy up downstairs. I'll have two reporters come over later." Karen did not