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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

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

he had received payment, working for such a person involved

business world, but there were few with such an imposing presence

of importance yet dared

acted according to her wishes. Now, having to comply with someone else's,

stopped. He turned and looked at Karen, who was standing at the

wanted to speak to him with a cold attitude and tell him to just go

to offend him. Her problem still needed to be

the way." Karen closed the door behind her and quickly walked

to the bedroom where Silas

and Windsor. When they saw Karen bring along a stranger,

pushed open

respond. They dared not to approach her and instead remained

pointed in a direction

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

also listened to the

No wonder he screamed so

good thing you didn't hit his face, or else I wouldn't

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

he placed the

had been solely on his face.

in a man and could not help but feel

bring someone to get rid of

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

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

Could it really be solved in half an

replied the man. He

trust you!" said Karen.

closed

and could not help but ask Karen, "Madam, who is he?

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