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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 like

just need to take a look at the person. Also, notify the

for such a person involved

but there were few with such an imposing presence like

did not seem to be someone of importance yet

with someone else's, Karen

He turned and looked at Karen, who was standing

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

she could not afford to

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

bedroom where

and Windsor. When they saw Karen bring along a

them and pushed open the

respond. They dared not to approach her and instead

and pointed in a direction for the

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

also listened to

No wonder he

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

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

as he placed the

he was carrying. Throughout the journey, her attention had been solely on his face.

a man and could not help

bring someone to

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

contours, he said to Karen, "I need half an hour. You're

could not believe it. Could it really

trust me," replied the man. He picked up his toolbox,

said Karen. She immediately

man closed the door

each other and could not help but ask Karen, "Madam, who is he? Why is he acting so

have two reporters come over later." Karen