Holden smirked as he retrieved a dictaphone from his vest pocket. He pressed play and placed it on the table. “Marcus, get in touch with me as soon as you can. We need to discuss something.” It was my own voice.

Dear God, even I don’t remember saying these words! ”The Taylor family has a lot of connections in the underworld,” Ashton explained with uncharacteristic patience. “Once they got a hold of your phone and analyzed the data, it wasn’t difficult to imitate your voice.”

“This was imitated by AI?” I asked in amazement, my eyes as wide as saucers. I had heard a lot regarding the advancement of AI within the industry recently, so it occurred to me that this may be one of its applications.

Holden smiled smugly as he placed the dictaphone back in his pocket. “Those machines work, no doubt. But the end result is too stiff and inorganic. My new girlfriend is the queen of mimicry. She can literally imitate any style of anybody you can think of. Especially those in bed… hehe. It’s a new experience every night.”

“Mr. Taylor, your tastes are… rather exotic,” I said uncomfortably. The extent of his lust has left me speechless.

But if this was what it took to gain Marcus’s trust, albeit falsely, it would still be a big help. At this comforting thought, I breathed a reluctant sigh of relief.

man, he wouldn’t use the imitated voice to harm Marcus as the interests of

fail to notice the change in my expression. I looked up and met his weary eyes. “Now would you believe me?” he asked before I

towards Holden. He was a wily fox who only cared about the interests of his family. He must want something

in earnest. “If you are willing to

in shambles. Foreign investment took the opportunity to encourage the shareholders to sell

the

Emery wouldn’t have promised me

according to you, the way for me to repay Marcus was to pay for his company which is currently in a mess

as

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