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The man on the other end of the line sensed the hesitation in her tone. He then spoke in his normal voice, no longer sounding like Silas. "I've successfully mimicked Silas' voice and tone from the previous interview videos. Now, the only thing left is the appearance.

"To solve this problem, we need to introduce a fake Silas to clarify things for you. What I'm doing now is imitating Silas's appearance."

"Imitate?" Karen was shocked!

She knew some people could imitate voices very well. They could even sing like famous singers.

However, she had not heard of anyone being able to mimic appearances...

Even with makeup skills, how close could others get before they discovered something was off? Those reporters were not stupid. How could they fall for it?

"I can only help you to settle it today. If you don't trust me, then there's nothing I can do. Find someone else." The person on the phone sounded impatient.

"Wait!" Karen realized that he was a capable person, unlike no one else she had encountered.

Although she was curious how Pierre got in touch with such a person, getting her problem solved was what mattered the most now.

"I'll take you there right away. I'll give you the address," said Karen.

"Okay. Text me,” replied the man. Then, he hung up.

Karen wasted no time. She composed the message, sent it, and then thought about informing someone to drive her.

However, considering her recent suspicions, she hesitated and decided to drive herself.

The hospital was crowded and noisy. After Karen gave Silas a beating, she called a doctor to treat his wounds. Instead of taking him to the hospital, she arranged for him to recover in a separate location.

She drove straight to Mallory Estate.

There was already a parked car at the entrance of Mallory Estate. Karen cautiously looked around her. She got out of the car when there was no one around.

As soon as she got out, the door of the parked car opened as well.

Karen saw a man. She examined him carefully under the streetlight. He did not resemble Silas at all, not even remotely related.

he wore makeup, could he look like

a look at

payment, working for such a person involved

Karen had seen countless people in the business world, but there were few with

not seem to be someone of importance yet dared

acted according to her wishes. Now, having to comply with someone else's,

then stopped. He turned and looked at Karen, who was standing at the door. "If you don't show me the way, how can

and tell him to just go inside. Still, in the end,

capable, she could not afford to offend him.

Karen closed the door behind her and quickly walked

him to the bedroom where Silas was

When they saw Karen bring along

ignored them and pushed open

and Windsor rubbed their noses when she did not respond. They dared not to approach her and instead remained at

and pointed in a direction for the man behind

wrapped in bandages and plaster. While

listened to the

so badly. No wonder he screamed so

let out a faint hum. "It's a good thing you didn't hit his face, or else I wouldn't have been able to help

about to slip out

he placed the suitcase he

was carrying. Throughout the journey, her attention had been solely on his face. She even wondered how someone who

in a man and could not help

someone to get rid

not know what was happening online. Thus, when the man's hand touched his face, Silas could not help but tremble in fear. He was afraid

"I need half an hour. You're not allowed to come in during this time. You can contact the reporters. I'll definitely solve this problem for

not believe it. Could it really be solved in

not to trust me," replied the man. He

you!" said Karen. She immediately

closed

could not help but ask

Tidy up downstairs. I'll have two reporters come over later." Karen did not know how to answer, so