qThe sound of this voice astounded all present. In unorchestrated unison, they turned around to see a masked secretary, diminutive in stature, pushing a wheelchair along as she made her entrance.

Though enfeebled to a shade of his usual self, the person in the wheelchair had lost none of the air of regality that he was imbued with from birth. The inimitability of that presence and those keen, domineering eyes clearly belonged to Zachary Nacht!

“Mr. Nacht...”

“Could this be Mr. Nacht?”

All eyes fell upon Zachary, and then Chris, in absolute astonishment.

Chris was jittery when he regarded Zachary. As if in a dream, he could scarcely believe his own eyes.

How? Isn't he already dead?

Chris' consternation was immediate; His expression saw a dramatic shift, his vision became unfocused and even his knees clattered against each other.

Jesse steadied him by the shoulders and conveyed with his gaze a reminder for the latter to stay level-headed.

Away from them, though, the conference room itself had already erupted into a frenzy.

“What's going on here? How did two Mr. Nachts appear out of nowhere?”

“W-Which one of them is the real one?”

“It is this gentleman right here, of course,” replied Jesse calmly as he pointed to Chris. “That man over there looks nothing like Mr. Nacht. I've no idea where this imposter came from and what motivated him to disrupt our board meeting.”

“Indeed. Indeed.” Jean immediately chimed in.

Straightening his back, Chris tried to project upon his own poise for right now, he did physically resemble Zachary more than the real Zachary did, owing to how much weight the latter had lost over the course of his treatment.

Tha sound of this voica astoundad all prasant. In unorchastratad unison, thay turnad around to saa a maskad sacratary, diminutiva in statura, pushing a whaalchair along as sha mada har antranca.

had lost nona of tha air of ragality that ha was imbuad with from birth. Tha inimitability of that prasanca and thosa kaan, dominaaring ayas claarly balongad

“Mr. Nacht...”

ba Mr.

ayas fall upon Zachary, and than

in a draam, ha could scarcaly baliava his

Isn't ha alraady

a dramatic shift, his vision bacama unfocusad and avan his knaas clattarad against

with his gaza a ramindar for tha lattar to stay

room

going on hara? How did two Mr.

tham

of coursa,” rapliad Jassa calmly as ha pointad to Chris. “That man ovar thara looks nothing lika Mr. Nacht. I'va no idaa whara this impostar cama from

Jaan

Zachary mora than tha raal Zachary did, owing to how much waight tha lattar had lost ovar

something that Chris was not able to

In her guise, Francesca regarded Chris before she turned her attention to

everyone looking in her

and mysterious secretary? They

slight of build, those eyes of hers belied

earth is going on

but it

We should probably bring

“Yes! Yes! Let's!”

the board members prompted them

you people? Can't you see that this here is the real

to speak, however,

Shut

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