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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, could he look like

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

such a person involved no technical difficulty at

in the business world, but there

not seem to be someone of

people always acted according to her wishes. Now, having to comply with someone else's, Karen felt uncomfortable. Even so, she did as

turned and looked at Karen, who was standing at the door. "If

him to just

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

behind her and

him to the bedroom where Silas

Jeff and Windsor. When they saw Karen bring

them and pushed open

and Windsor rubbed their noses when she did not respond. They dared not to approach her and instead remained at the

around and pointed in a direction for the man behind

glanced at the man wrapped in bandages and plaster. While waiting for Karen earlier, he had specifically searched the internet for

also listened to

badly. No wonder he

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

fawning words were about to slip out and

placed the suitcase he was

now did Karen notice the suitcase he was carrying. Throughout the journey, her attention had been solely on

watched as Karen brought in a man

to get rid of

hand touched his face, Silas could not help but

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 the reporters. I'll definitely solve this problem for

not believe it. Could it

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

said Karen. She immediately retreated

closed the

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

over later." Karen did not