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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

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

though he had received payment, working for such

world, but there were few with such an imposing presence like this

seem to be someone of importance yet dared to display

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

then stopped. He turned and looked at Karen, who was

wanted to speak to him with a cold attitude and tell him to just go inside. Still, in the end, she

not afford to offend him. Her problem

Karen closed the door behind her and quickly walked

bedroom

saw Karen bring along a stranger, they were surprised. "Madam, it's late. Why are you

ignored them and pushed open the bedroom

noses when she did not respond. They dared not

Karen turned around and pointed in

and plaster. While

listened to the

badly. No wonder

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

words were about to slip out and immediately stopped herself. "How

replied the man as he placed the

her attention had been solely on his face. She even wondered how someone who looked nothing like Silas could

a man

bring someone to get rid

did not know what was happening online. Thus, when the man's hand touched his face, Silas could not help but tremble in fear. He was afraid that that hand would land on his neck the

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

believe it. Could it really be solved

trust me," replied the man. He picked

said Karen. She

man closed

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

reporters come over later." Karen did not