"I never pegged you as the sentimental type. Guess you really did love Mrs. Welton when she was alive," Eliza said, her words dripping with sarcasm.

He smirked slightly. "That's not entirely true. There were some regrets and misunderstandings."

Eliza adjusted her clothes and hair, flashing a disinterested smile. "No wonder."

She didn't stick around.

Eliza left the room and went to find Aaron. He was being pulled into conversations by Justin, mingling with various political and business bigwigs, exchanging toasts and pleasantries. She decided not to interrupt. After sending him a quick text, she left the party early.

The streets of Oak Falls were quiet at night. Taxis were hard to come by. She stood by the roadside for what felt like forever, unable to flag down a cab. Reluctantly, she decided to splurge on an exclusive service. A sleek, black Rolls Royce pulled up in front of her. The window rolled down.

"Ms. Valerie, need a lift?" Casper's familiar, handsome face appeared from inside.

"No, thank you. I've already called for a ride. It should be here soon." Eliza instinctively stepped back, her tone polite but distant.

"In that case, I won't bother you further." Casper's voice was gentle and deep. The window rolled up, and the car slowly drove off. Dillon, sitting in the passenger seat, was stunned. "Mr. Casper, was that..."

name is Valerie, Aaron's

look exactly like Eliza?

me," Casper ordered in a low

to Casper, puzzled. "Mr. Casper, are you thinking... she might be

people who look

it. No

she was, there

looked at him. Was it because she found him unfamiliar, his

entirely? He needed

people look very similar, but this Valerie isn't exactly like the Madame. The Madame had a tear-shaped mole at the comer of her eye, and she wasn't

can be changed. Just look into it. I

"Yes, sir."

black luxury car discreetly navigated through the avenues of Oak

Eliza had returned

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