Chapter 542

"Impersonate?" A mocking smile flickered across Daniel's face. "It's Anthea who's been pretending to be Rebecca all along! Rebecca's simply too kind to hold it against her."

Hector could barely stop himself from slapping some sense into Daniel right then and there.

He was infuriating-so stubborn, so convinced he was the smartest person in the room, even with the truth right in front of him.

One of these days, he'd end up tangled in his own web.

"Here. This is a video of my idol racing yesterday. See for yourself who was behind the wheel last time. You want to accuse my idol of impersonating Rebecca? You've got some nerve!"

Hector tossed a flash drive at Daniel, then slid into the car as the driver started the engine.

Daniel retrieved the flash drive from the pavement and climbed into his own car, plugging it in.

Sure enough, it was a racing video-shot from above by a drone. The driver was clearly Anthea.

But so what? Did a single racing video prove Anthea hadn't been impersonating Rebecca?

and now she was up

She had no conscience.

she was talented?

slammed his laptop

...

death from carbon monoxide poisoning until

for her-or at least, for the person she now was. Now that she was gone, Anthea knew she ought to pay her last

from head to toe

apart; the old friends who used to

there, kneeling alone

approached the coffin, bowed deeply, and placed a white chrysanthemum

a glimpse of Sandra's face through the glass, frowning slightly. Despite the undertaker's best efforts with makeup, the dark discoloration around Sandra's

the body is

had

overdose of sleeping pills can change the way the skin

died? Maybe she overslept

pills in the middle of the day? If it had happened at night, maybe it would make sense. But her time of death was around noon-who

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