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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,

look at the person.

he had received payment, working for such a person

the business world, but there were few with such

seem to be someone of importance yet dared to display such arrogance in front

comply with someone else's, Karen felt uncomfortable. Even so, she

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

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

afford to offend him. Her problem

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

to the bedroom where Silas was

they saw Karen bring along a stranger, they

pushed open the

not respond. They dared not

Karen turned around and pointed in a

to the bedside, glanced at the man wrapped in bandages and plaster. While waiting for Karen

also listened to the

beaten so badly. No wonder he

glanced at Silas' face and let out a faint hum. "It's a good thing you didn't hit his face, or else I wouldn't have been able

slip out and immediately stopped

disguise," replied the man as he placed the suitcase

solely on his

brought in a man and could not help

she bring someone to get

touched his face, Silas could not help but tremble in fear. He was afraid that that hand would land on his neck the next

man did 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

it really be solved in half

to trust me," replied the

Karen. She immediately

man closed

at each other and could not help but ask

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