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..."

she was unmistakably Winnie. Her facial features were strikingly similar too, yet

It was her aura.

to know would never have carried herself with such a sharp, cutting presence. At first glance, she gave off the impression of a sword unsheathed, gleaming

collarbones jutted out, her shoulder blades were more defined, and she had grown noticeably thinner. Even her demeanor had sharpened, and paired with her black dress,

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

admitting that Ben had guessed her

and he exhaled a deep breath. "It really

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

her tragedy so casually, as if it had happened to someone else entirely.

detachment.

Winnie didn't seem to think so. Her tone was calm and unshaken,

his gaze

you could still recognize me," Winnie said with a

cut her off, his voice cold and deliberate. "I'm not Jack anymore. Don't call

an unmistakable chill, a clear distance that was hard

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