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Chapter 1218 Similar Features

“Realize what?” Tom gulped before continuing, “Anya’s features closely resemble Miss Reed after going through plastic surgery.” As soon as Tom said that, Toby’s expression instantly darkened. “Close resemblance?”

“Yes.” Tom nodded. “I’m aware that you don’t generally pay attention to the opposite gender, President Fuller, so you might not have realized. However, I was quite curious about plastic surgery, so I paid close attention to Anya’s features before and found that her features did closely resemble Miss Reed.

Back then, I never suspected Anya’s motive for coming to Seafield, so I never brought this up to you. Now that we’ve come to the realization that Anya’s presence in Seafield could be because she was assigned by Connor to spy on you or seduce you, I then recalled this.

I suspect that Anya purposely went through plastic surgery and chose features similar to Miss Reed’s so that there’d be a higher chance of you being attracted to her. Therefore, her chances of winning your affections would increase subsequently.”

However, Anya and Connor clearly didn’t expect that President Fuller would only have eyes for Miss Reed and no one else. That’s why even though Anya has been in Seafield for quite some time now, President Fuller hasn’t taken a close look at her features. Anya and Connor would be enraged to find out! As Tom thought about this, he could not help laughing mockingly.

Meanwhile, Toby remained silent and he seemed to be considering Tom’s words about how Anya wanted to clone herself like his precious Sonia. Indeed, he had never taken a good look at that woman, so he had no idea exactly what she looked like. However, he did not doubt Tom’s words because Tom was not one to joke about something like this.

As Toby considered the situation, Tom brought up something else. “President Fuller, right now, I’m suspecting that Anya’s appearance in front of our car that night wasn’t by chance and she must’ve planned that.

Otherwise, how on earth could she possibly have appeared in front of our car at that exact timing? There were other cars there, but she somehow ended up hitting our car. I reckon that Connor must have made Anya to look like Miss Reed and then he sent her to Seafield to try to seduce you. She’s just a pawn to him.”

Toby pursed his lips and sneered coldly, “I don’t care what she’s after, but right now, we need to focus our investigation on finding out Anya’s true identity. It’d be best if we could get a photo of her before her plastic surgery.”

was a complicated individual too and she might not entirely be just Connor’s pawn; she seemed to be hiding a different identity. As such, he had to find out exactly

the way, send me a photo

what Toby intended to do. As soon as he hung up the phone, he instantly sent the photo to his boss. Previously, while investigating Anya, Tom had saved her photo on his phone and he had not gotten to delete it, so he could

and went back into the living room. He sat on the couch and poured himself a glass of water before checking out the photo

plastic surgery, there was not a hint of knife on her face; her features looked very natural. There was not a single hint of stiffness or unnatural look on her features, as generally seen on those who underwent plastic

had been curious as to how an ordinary woman like her could have that much money to spend on the surgery. Not only did she go through plastic surgery, but she also had surgery to increase her height. The cost of all these added up was definitely millions and more. After

deductions were right. Anya must be Connor’s spy placed in Seafield and she had done plastic surgery in accordance with

face was currently

just like other men? Seduced by

upbringing, values, pride, and the feelings he had for Sonia were ultimately the reason why he would

of himself if he could be so easily seduced by

seduction from a woman. That was also why they had purposely created an imposter similar to

would be disturbed by that too

his phone tightly and exuded an oppressive sense of

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the French windows and hit Sonia’s eyes the next morning, her eyelids finally fluttered slightly and she showed signs of rousing. Shortly after that,

were too glaring to her eyes. She had barely let in a slit into her sight

of her head and gently shielded her eyes to form a shade against the sun’s rays. “It’s fine now. You can open your eyes.” His low and melodious voice rang out