Serena blinked her innocent eyes, momentarily taken aback, "Me? Is something the matter?" Kevin responded, "You'll find out soon enough, Ms. Smith." Within a short span of twenty minutes inside the private lounge, a complete dossier on Serena was delivered to Zach. As Serena entered the lounge, she found a man in a tailored black suit, oozing an alluring but restrained aura, engrossed in some documents. She did not know where to rest her gaze, so she tried to act natural. Flicking her long hair behind her ear, she asked, "Mr. Jardin, | heard you wanted to see me?" Zach retrieved a photo from the pile of papers and tossed it in front of Serena. As the photo drifted down, he commented, "Nice work on your face.” Serena's smile instantly froze on her face, "H-how did you get a photo of me from before?" 'l had made sure those pictures were destroyed.’ Serena thought. Staring at her past self in the picture, she felt as if a bomb had gone off in her head, yet she forcefully subdued the rising panic.
"No matter what you do, you'll never be her. Clear this up with the media within three days," Zach said coldly, dropping the folder he had been going through. "If | don't see what | want, | won't hesitate to take matters into my own hands." He walked over to her, his eyes piercingly cold and his tone venomous, "I don't want to see this face a second time." As Zach exited the lounge, a suppressed roar of anger erupted behind him. Serena could not contain herself any longer, "What right do you have to interfere with my life? Even if | altered my face to look like Madelyn, that's my business. Do you think you're all that, just because of your current position? "Didn't you also rise to power through a woman? You're nothing more than a lapdog of the Jent family. My father is the Secretary of Education. Even the Arnold family had to give him some face. You're just a nobody with no background to speak of." Kevin thought, "This woman has a death wish, speaking like that." The Serena in the past would never dare speak like that. Back then, she was meek, insecure, and overlooked by everyone. But she had transformed. She was not about to let anyone look down on her. No one had that right.
"Not only will | keep this face, but I'm also Madelyn Smith from now on!" No matter how much Serena ranted, Zach did not turn back. Her cries sounded like the facade of a princess being ripped apart, exposing an ugly doll underneath. She thought, ‘This isn't me. Not like this." In a fit of madness, Serena tore up the file in her hands. If this had happened earlier, she would never have made it out of the room alive. But Zach had mellowed down.
Silently exiting the party, all eyes were on Zach, but no one dared to comment. He got into his car and headed straight for the hospital. His first act upon arrival was to confide in Madelyn, "I won't let anyone replace you."