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Reflecting on this, Cathy shook her head and replied, “Well, I'm not sure. But Joyce Scott isn’t an uncommon
name. It could simply be a coincidence. Perhaps someone else happens to have the sname.”
After a moment's silence, Kristopher nodded and agreed, “You're right.”
Then, gazing out the window, he added, “I'll drive you home.”
He couldn’t understand why, since Joyce's death, Cathy seemed reluctant to speak of her.
Was it because their bond had been so strong that memories of Joyce brought sadness to Cathy?
Or was it something else?
The car journey from the filming site to the Miller family mansion was quiet.
After exchanging goodbyes with Kristopher and a forced smile, Cathy turned and walked toward the house, her
expression somber. In the living room, only her father was present, engrossed in the newspaper on the sofa.
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Noticing her return, he quickly stood and greeted, “Cathy, you're back.”
“Where is my mother?” Cathy asked as she removed her coat, her brow furrowed.
“She went to the hospital to visit Joyce.”
The mention of Joyce by her father sparked anger in Cathy. In a sudden outburst, she threw what she was
holding to the floor and demanded, “Why did she go to see her? That woman should have died long ago!”
Darren drove Belinda back to the studio.
The atmosphere in the car felt thick and heavy.
“Belinda, have | caused you any more trouble?” Darren asked, his voice tinged with concern.
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After they parked the car and stepped into the elevator, Darren exhaled deeply and apologized, “I didn’t realize
you were concealing your identity. When | walked in and saw you with those three, | thought they were harassing
you again.”
As the numbers on the elevator display ticked down, Belinda responded with a light tone, “It’s fine.”
By the tDarren had arrived at the filming site, Kristopher had already grown suspicious and begun probing
her.
They had been together for three years; she knew him intimately. Once he harbored doubts, he was relentless in
his pursuit of the truth. Even without Darren's intervention, Kristopher would have eventually recognized her.
The elevator doors opened, and they walked into the stuin succession.
The day was nearly over, and the stuwas almost empty. A lone young woman remained, loudly watching
entertainment news while eating her instant noodles.
As Belinda walked in carrying a large jewelry box, she overheard an interview with Kristopher and Cathy from a
few days earlier playing from the iPad.
“Cathy often wore disguises to hide her identity when we went out. How could | fail to recognize her? | could
identify her by just her figure or a look...”
A mocking smile formed on Belinda’s face.
Kristopher’s words made it clear whether he truly loved a woman. He could instantly recognize Cathy from just
her silhouette or a fleeting glance.
Yet there she was, masked, and the man who had lived with her for three years stood uncertain of her identity.
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