Chapter 930

As the image-a photo, to be precise-opened, James and Stan craned their necks for a look.

"Mr. Jefferson?" Stan blurted just then.

However, Irene remained still.

She and Isaac had been together for a while, and having shared a bed, she knew his body best.

While the man in the photo was almost of the same height and body shape, that was all there was to it!

In fact, Irene was positive that it was not Isaac.

Then, another text arrived.

[There, a photo of the man himself. Do you believe me now?]

Irene replied instantly: [That's not Isaac!]

Stan was perplexed by her reply. "Wait, that's not Mr. Jefferson?"

"No," Irene replied assuredly.

so sure?" Stan exclaimed. "Those clothes and figures are obviously him, and there's that black cloth on his face. You can't say it isn't just because you don't see

looked up at him then. "Don't you get

James

the uptake,

it's not Isaac," Irene replied. "That's why he wouldn't show the face of that

of a man of a similar body shape to mislead Irene into thinking that it

that, Hector could coerce Irene into

underestimated Irene—she could actually identify her man, and a fake would

by Irene's bluntness and was unsure how to keep negotiating right

her then. "If we were uncertain if Hector had Isaac before, we are certain now. He doesn't have Isaac because if he did, he would have sent us an actual

in. "Yeah, yeah... he wouldn’t need an impostor if he had Mr. Jefferson... so where is Mr.

at that, because

if he had suddenly

be relieved that Hector doesn't have him," James said, intent on reassuring Irene so

meant Isaac was probably not

up coolly at James, however, and asked, "Is

head quietly. It probably

Irene rose to her feet and said, "James, find an expert

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