No Strings Attached

lan's face darkened with each line of the report. It was clear that this wasn't a simple case of a switched identity. It reeked of premeditated murder.

The culprits must have been plotting May's car accident with the intention of killing two birds with one stone. Then, they brazenly delivered Heidi to the Campbell family as May's daughter. No one probably expected Clara to survive against all odds. Someone had abandoned her, and then Victoria had found her.

With this in mind, lan immediately commanded, "Find Victoria. She might know something about what really happened back then." Even the slightest clue could be pivotal to cracking the case. Dawson nodded in agreement. "I'm on it," he said, ready to take action.

"Has the perpetrator confessed?" lan inquired further.

birthmark, which means someone knew about her identity before we did." Meanwhile, Clara took a break at noon to create a new account and joined the fan group of the big star. They were all discussing her recent attack. These people were like lunatics, oblivious to the fact that thei actions were illegal. They were even plotting how to rescue

familiar. Upon closer inspection, it was a man's hand with long, distinct fingers. When she zoomed in, she saw a faint bite mark at the base of his thumb. She knew that mark all too well. It was her bite mark. She had

had a hunch about who it

herself as a fan, vowing to avenge the star. Before long, a fan named "Chirpy Cat" reached out to her. They told her that Clara was in room 1108 at Saint Anne's Hospital, even detailing her

close acquaintances, no one knew of it. Moreover, she had just changed into new clothes

ferocity

to disfigure her face, perhaps even take her life. Clara's fingers tightened around her phone, her knuckles pale, as a wave of resolve surged within