When There Is Nothing Left But Love

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.

use the imitated voice to harm Marcus as the interests of the Taylor family were at

my expression. I looked up and met his weary eyes. “Now would you believe me?” he asked before

wily fox who only cared about the interests of his family. He must

earnest. “If you are willing to help Marcus, why did you mention having to compete with GW Group and drive the share

investment took the opportunity to encourage the shareholders to sell their

the fray, nobody

Emery wouldn’t have promised me so heartily to look

danger. “So according to you, the way for me to repay Marcus was to pay for his company which is currently in a mess at a high

so fierce it looked as though it would pierce right