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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.

wore makeup,

door. I just need to take a look at the person. Also, notify the reporters." The man's tone

for such a person involved no technical difficulty at

business world, but there were few with such

did not seem to be someone of importance

with someone else's, Karen felt uncomfortable. Even

and looked at Karen, who was standing at the

him with a cold attitude and tell him to

really capable, she could not afford to offend him. Her problem still needed to

I'll lead the way." Karen closed the door behind her

the bedroom

Jeff and Windsor. When they saw Karen

pushed open the

and Windsor rubbed their noses when she did not respond. They

pointed in a direction for the

man walked to the bedside, glanced at the man wrapped in bandages and plaster. While

also listened to

beaten so badly. No wonder he screamed

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

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

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

he was carrying. Throughout the journey, her attention had been solely on his face. She even wondered how someone who looked nothing like Silas could possibly solve such a

watched as Karen brought in a man and could not

someone to

could not help but tremble in fear. He was afraid that that hand would land on

to Karen, "I need half an hour. You're not allowed to come in during this time. You can contact the reporters. I'll

could not believe it. Could it really be solved

the man. He

Karen. She immediately

man closed the

door, Jeff and Windsor looked at each other and could not help but ask Karen, "Madam, who is he? Why is he acting

come over later." Karen