The man remained silent, yet Ss felt an unprecedented sense of despair.


    It had to be the case. With someone ready to rece him at any moment, he was done for.


    Karen did not leave him any choice...


    The man pushed open the door.


    Jeff and Windsor, who were guarding outside, saw another Ss standing there and walking out. They


    could not help but widen their eyes in astonishment. "Wasn''t he half-dead just now? How can he


    suddenly walk?"


    They did not consider other possibilities. They thought Ss had recovered.


    The doctor they summoned had also said that Ss'' injuries were severe. He needed at least two


    months of rest.


    It had not been that long. How could the man who just went in make Ss, who was barely alive, stand


    up?


    "No, it''s not the same person! Look, their clothes are different!" Windsor noticed that the person in front


    of them was wearing the exact same clothes as the man who entered earlier.


    "What..." Jeff pinched his thigh, doubting if he was dreaming and seeing things wrong.


    The pain in his thigh confirmed it. Everything was real.


    The man spoke up, "Has the reporters arrived?"


    "Madam Mallory just went to pick up the reporters. They should be here soon," replied Windsor. The


    man sounded like Ss too. Windsor could not help but peer into the room with curiosity.


    When he saw Ss still lying on the bed, he was certain that the person in front of him was not Ss but


    someone who looked exactly like him.


    He was stunned!


    Was this man using disguise techniques?


    Were there people in this world who could do that? He had thought it only happened on TV!


    "Ss is in shock. After everything is settled, inform the doctor toe over," said the man. Ss had


    seen him transforming and how he gradually looked like Ss himself, which scared him.


    Ss kept muttering, asking for mercy.


    Karen must have found someone to rece him and kill him.


    The man did not bother exining much. After all, he had been paid for this job, and he only intended


    to disguise himself once. Hence, there was no way Karen would kill Ss.


    At most, Karen would not care about Ss anymore.


    "Yes, sir." Windsor walked into the bedroom and nced at the person on the bed.


    Ss was trembling under the covers, his head hidden.


    Windsor pulled away the covers.


    Ss saw him and trembled even more violently, mumbling, "Don''t kill me, please. I won''t tell, I won''t


    say anything."


    "He''s really been scared out of his wits," muttered Windsor as he recalled how puzzled Ss was when


    he opened the door earlier.


    The imitation was so lifelike. He suddenly understood why Ss reacted this way.


    "No one''s going to kill you. Stay put until everything is over, then you''ll be safe." Then, Windsor picked


    up a cloth and stuffed it into Ss''s mouth.


    Karen brought a man whoter disguised himself as Ss and also asked to invite a few reporters over.


    Thinking of this, Windsor immediately pieced it together.


    That was why he directly stuffed a cloth into Ss'' mouth, preventing him from making any noiseter


    on.


    At this moment, Karen also arrived upstairs and was surprised to see a living Ss standing at the door.


    However, her reaction was better than her two subordinates. She immediately noticed the clothes he


    was wearing.


    Thus, she instructed her subordinates, "Keep an eye on things here. Make sure nothing goes wrong."


    "Yes, Madam." Jeff nodded.


    Karen waspletely impressed by the person Pierre had brought in. With such exceptional disguise


    skills, even without Ss, there would not be any issues in the future.


    An idea popped into her mind.


    Still, it was not the time for such actions. She respectfully said to the man, "The reporters are


    downstairs."


    "Okay. From now on, I''m Ss. Treat me the same way you did during the day," said the man as he


    pointed at the person inside the bedroom.


    Ss listened to their conversation from inside. Waves of despair filled him as he listened to every


    word.


    He was going to die...


    He was really going to die now.


    Karen headed downstairs first. Two reporters from two media outlets came, only because she had


    given them benefits beforehand. That was why the reporters did not mind working overtime.


    When Karen came downstairs again, just as they were about to ask their questions, they caught sight


    of Ss. Their mouths dropped open in disbelief, and their faces showed their utter astonishment.


    The daytime reports had caused quite a stir.


    Even these reporters present believed in those reports, thinking that Karen had called them over


    tonight to issue a rification statement.


    However, that rification statement definitely would not have much convincing evidence. They even


    thought Ss would not show up.


    However, he was in front of them now...


    Not only did he appear, but he also seemed perfectly fine. He did not appear to have been beaten up.


    "Mr. Gray?" a reporter tentatively asked.


    "Yes, I''m here to rify something. The reports circting online during the day are all false. My


    presence here now serves as the strongest evidence to debunk those ims,” said ''Ss''.


    The reporters still refused to believe it and directly asked, "What about the recording in the report?"


    "The recording? Are you referring to those painful screams? Firstly, that voice isn''t mine. Secondly,


    while the sound is real, it''s actually from a movie. After the press conference, I was sitting here..." He


    pointed at the couch and continued, "...and watching a movie."


    "Watching a movie?" The reporters did not believe it. "Why were you sitting in Mallory Estate and


    enjoying a movie, given that you don''t have a good rtionship with Madam Mallory?”


    "It was because I threatened Madam Mallory. I told her that if she didn''t provide me with


    amodation, I wouldn''t help rify. I admit I was wrong in this matter and have realized my


    mistake.


    "But I didn''t expect that watching a movie would lead to such a big misunderstanding. That’s why I''m


    here in front of all of you to set the record straight. Let''s put this matter to rest," exined ''Ss''.


    At the same time, he did not shy away when he was facing the cameras, allowing them to take photos.


    He had confidence in his disguise skills.


    As Karen listened to his exnation, she felt slightly dissatisfied. However, it was not the time to speak


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    Even though she was dissatisfied with his exnation, she could not deny that the matter was


    resolved.


    The reporters asked two more questions, and ''Ss'' answered them all.


    He took all the me upon himself while clearing Karen''s name.


    After the matter was resolved and the reporters left, the man removed his disguise and prepared to


    leave.


    Karen sat in the living room, waiting for him. When she saw himing downstairs, she asked, "Why


    didn''t you say that the recording released by the reporter was fake?"


    "Why do you still want to go against Luke after thest two incidents?" The man looked at her. There


    was a hint of mockery in his eyes.


    Karen was stunned for a moment. She did not want to go against Luke, but she also felt unhappy.


    Luke had set up so many traps for her. If it were not for Pierre, this matter would not have been


    resolved easily.


    Now that it was resolved, she could not get back at him, and it left her feeling really frustrated.


    "Honestly, you don''t have the strength to go against Luke. If you did things ording to your n,


    when the reporters asked me what movie I watched, do you think there''d be a movie with the same


    sound frequency as Ss'' screams?" questioned the man.