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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

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

working for such a person involved no technical

but

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

comply with someone else's,

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

cold attitude and tell him to just go inside. Still,

afford to offend him. Her problem still needed to be

Karen closed the door behind her and quickly walked up

led him to the bedroom

men, Jeff and Windsor. When they saw Karen bring along a stranger, they were surprised. "Madam, it's late. Why are

ignored them and pushed open the bedroom

rubbed their noses when she did not respond. They dared not to approach her and

pointed in a direction

bandages and plaster. While waiting for Karen earlier, he had

also listened

got beaten so badly. No wonder he screamed so

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

fawning words were about to slip out

he placed

had been solely on his face. She even wondered how someone who looked nothing like Silas could possibly solve such a

brought in a man and could not help

to get rid of

happening online. Thus, when the man's hand touched his face, Silas could not help

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

could not believe it. Could it really be solved

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

Karen. She immediately retreated

closed

Windsor looked at each other and could not help but ask

I'll have two reporters come over later." Karen did not know