The assistant had barely picked up the phone when a strange expression crossed his face. "Mr. Lucas, this call seems to be for you."

The receptionist had called to say that someone was specifically asking to see Ben Lucas.

Ben frowned.

This wasn't the kind of person he would waste his time meeting. If he entertained every random person who claimed they wanted to see him, his days would be endless.

But just as he was about to decline, the assistant slowly added, "She says her name is Winnie Lewis."

Ben's sharp eyes narrowed as a glimmer of light flickered across them. "Let her up."

The assistant nodded and made the arrangements. Ben immediately headed to the lounge to wait.

Before long, the door opened, and a woman stepped inside.

Ben's gaze landed on her face, and for a moment, surprise flickered in his eyes. "Your face..."

facial features were strikingly similar too, yet something about

It was her aura.

presence. At first glance, she gave off the impression of a

obvious her transformation became. Her collarbones jutted out, her shoulder blades were more defined, and she had grown noticeably thinner. Even her demeanor had sharpened, and paired

a long time. I didn't expect you to still remember

as admitting that Ben had

furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he exhaled a deep breath.

As for why I look so different now, it's because I

of her tragedy so casually, as if it had happened to someone else entirely. For most people, it would have been unimaginable to recount

detachment.

was calm and unshaken, as if she were recounting someone else's

his

you could still recognize me,"

cold and deliberate. "I'm not Jack anymore. Don't call me

carried an unmistakable chill, a clear distance that

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