"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."
Instinctively, he felt that Anya 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 who
this woman was, just in case.
"Sure." Tom was not surprised by Toby's instructions and he nodded instantly.
"By the way, send me a photo of Anya after her surgery too," Toby requested.
Tom knew 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 get good use out of it right now.
Toby walked away from the balcony and went back into the living room. He sat on the couch and
poured himself a glass of water before checking out the photo that Tom had just sent over to him.
The woman in the photo looked fascinating, and although she had undergone 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 surgery.
Instead, she looked as if she had been born with that face. Evidently, the woman in the photo had
spent a fortune on her surgery. Otherwise, how else could she have possibly gained such natural
features from the surgery?
Of course, though, as soon as Toby found out that Anya had undergone plastic surgery, he 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 finding out that Anya was Connor's
illegitimate daughter, his suspicions were finally dispelled. However, it appeared that Connor was
generous enough to be willing to spend that much money on plastic surgery for a woman who was not
even related to him.
At that moment, he started to believe that Tom's deductions were right. Anya must be Connor's spy
placed in Seafield and she had done plastic surgery in accordance with Little Leaf's features to appear
in front of him.
"Ha! You've underestimated me!" Toby deleted Anya's photo. His handsome face was currently
adorned with an icy cold sneer and a murderous look in his eyes.
Do they really think that I'm just like other men? Seduced by beauty?
Most men might twitch and go along as soon as a woman signaled with her fingers, but he was the
contrary. His upbringing, values, pride, and the feelings he had for Sonia were ultimately the reason
why he would never do anything to betray her.
He would be scornful of himself if he could be so easily seduced by any woman. Besides, someone like
him would hardly be attracted to an imposter.
As such, that was why he said that Anya and Connor had underestimated him by assuming that he
would behave according to most men and be unable to resist seduction from a woman. That was also
why they had purposely created an imposter similar to Sonia in an aim to seduce him. They simply
assumed that he would be attracted, but their laughable actions were just too foolishly naive in
hindsight.
Nonetheless, Anya's features were indeed similar to Sonia, so he did not feel too comfortable about
that. He felt that Sonia would be disturbed by that too if she noticed, so he decided that it would be best
for Anya to be disfigured.
Toby clutched his phone tightly and exuded an oppressive sense of indifference.
…
As soon as the initial rays of sunlight streamed through 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,
her eyes started to roll beneath her eyelids after which she slowly opened them.
However, the rays were too glaring to her eyes. She had barely let in a slit into her sight when she was
overpowered by the light, so instinctively, she was about to shut them again.
Before she could do so, a pale, slender hand reached out from the top 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 in her ears.
At that moment, Sonia opened her eyes wide and saw his palm right in front of her eyes. No wonder I
felt darkness in front of me and it was no longer that glaring. It's because he shielded me from the
sunray with his hands.
"Good morning." Sonia turned her head and glanced in the direction of the man next to her.
She was not sure when he woke up as he was currently dressed in a crisp suit, seated by the side of
the bed while shielding her from the sun.
"Good morning." Toby noticed that her eyes had finally gotten used to the surroundings, so he retracted
his hand and handed over the set of clothes beside her. "I've selected your outfit for today. Try it on."
She sat up in bed and took the clothes from him. "You've generally got good taste, so I'm sure that the
outfit you've put together for me would be great."
She placed the clothes on her lap, but she did not change into them immediately. Meanwhile, she
stretched lazily and yawned. "What's the time right now?"
"It's 8.30AM." Toby lifted his hand and took a look at his watch.
Sonia blinked in response. "No wonder it's so bright out there. How long ago did you wake up?"
"I've been up for quite some time now. Come on and get changed. Breakfast's ready. If you don't wish
to move a finger, I don't mind helping you get changed." As he spoke, his eyes went to the clothes on
her lap and the eagerness in his eyes was evident.
Sonia chuckled at that and hastily tightened her grip on her clothes. "No, I can't trust you and you might
try something funny if you helped me. That's alright. Go out now and don't be in my way as I change.
Just leave." She waved her hands in the air repeatedly to shoo him out of the room.
She knew that if he helped her get changed, then it would be noon by the time she was done changing.
After all, this despicable man would definitely take advantage of the situation on the pretext of helping
her get changed.
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