âNatural face?â Nicole gently lifted Melissaâs chin.
âYour nose looks unnatural, and your chin seems fake.
Your eyes are stretched upwards.
Are you trying to say you were born like this?â
Nicoleâs taller stature, by ten centimeters, made her look down at Melissa, leaving Melissa feeling belittled.
Melissa struggled unsuccessfully to free herself.
Nicole, tall and formidable, easily maintained her grasp.
This disparity explained why, despite their similar features, Melissa seemed like a flawed imitation of Nicole.
Nicoleâs stunning and captivating appearance needed some height to match its allure.
A shorter height would seem a bit odd as her face didnât quite match her stature.
âAre you some sort of famous beauty? Why do I want to resemble you?â
Melissa said with a ridiculous and laughable tone.
Nicole released her grip coldly, causing Melissa to stumble backward.
âIâm not known for my beauty.
Iâm simply unique,â Nicole stated firmly, crossing her arms and smiling icily.
âLet me take a guess.
You altered your face to catch Jarrodâs eye.
â
Melissaâs gaze shifted uneasily.
âYouâre making things up.
I donât know Jarrod, and he doesnât know me.
â
But Nicole was confident about her speculation, judging from Melissaâs flickering eyes and her automatic reaction at the mention of Jarrod.
This wasnât the behavior of someone unfamiliar with Jarrod, but rather a response tinged with hidden emotions.
âCould it be that youâre still in love with Jarrod?â Nicole asked.
Nicole probed further.
Nicole was taken aback.
Back then, Jarrod showed no mercy toward Jamie, yet Jamieâs affection for him persisted despite her injuries.
It suggested an unusual degree of masochism.
Melissa, steadfast in her denial, asserted, âI donât know what youâre talking about.
Donât make wild guesses.
Iâm not who you think I am.
I donât understand your words.
â
With that, Melissa abruptly left the restroom.
Her hurried departure suggested she was escaping.
This made Nicole more certain that Melissa was actually Jamie.
Nicole was intrigued.
After being disfigured by Jarrodâs brutality, Jamie had likely fled.
Given Jarrodâs relentless nature, it was unlikely he had ceased his search for Jamie.
Her ability to remain hidden, possibly with the aid of cosmetic surgery, implied she had assistance.
Who could Jamieâs helper be? And what motivated him to aid Jamie?
A shadow passed over Nicoleâs expression as she returned to her restroom, secured the door, and retrieved a device resembling an earphone from her bag.
Earlier, while pinching Jamieâs chin, Nicole had covertly attached a listening device to the underside of her collar.
Now, she only needed to wait for Jamie to make a call to uncover the secrets of her prolonged concealment.
Soon, Jamieâs anxious voice filled the earphone.
âHello, itâs me.
â
âWho told you to call me!â The response was harsh and impatient.
The raspy voice obscured their identity, leaving Nicole uncertain of their gender.