Following breakfast, Marcus made his way to the company, while Millie opted for a coffee shop.

Having initiated an investigation into Fiona’s potential plastic surgery, Millie had engaged a detective. The investigator gathered some information and scheduled a meeting with her at the coffee shop.

‘The investigator provided her with details regarding Fiona’s plastic surgery.

“Miss Brown, I have confirmed that Fiona did indeed undergo plastic surgery, albeit abroad. Flight data and hospital records were deliberately expunged. But, regardless of the complexity, I’ve managed to uncover it. I accessed their website and restored the data.”

This detective exhibited skills more akin to those of an elite hacker than a conventional investigator.

Reviewing the contents, Millie laid eyes on an original image of Fiona—a stark contrast to her current appearance.

did it mean? A chill descended upon Millie, her limbs tinged with an

undergone surgery to revert to her prior

paper, an unanticipated notion took root. Was Millie,

“Miss Brown?”

detective’s voice roused her from her momentary trance, and her consciousness seemingly whisked

her gaze laden with a perplexing heaviness—her memories remained intact; amnesia had not claimed her, but she couldn’t remember

there another individual bearing an uncanny resemblance to her in

demise and

an unassuming figure like Fiona have crossed paths with the likes of

perceived the intricate nature of events. The

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