Ch. 1551..1560

Chapter 1551

Chapter 1551

Chris held Lena's hand as they entered the hospital.

Zachary stayed nearby, hidden in a corner, silently observing. He had mixed feelings.

Character-wise, Lena resembled Krystal. They both had fiery tempers and seemed aloof on the surface but were genuinely passionate underneath.

On the other hand, Sasha was different. Despite her outwardly friendly demeanor and knack for making friends, she harbored a cold and ruthless interior. She would exploit anyone or anything to achieve her goals.

Zachary was in a dilemma. He felt sorry for Sasha because Krystal had been so engrossed in her business that she had neglected her daughter for years.

Over the years, Sasha and Zachary had come to rely on each other. Therefore, regardless of the magnitude of Sasha's wrongdoing, he was unwilling to punish her.

He let out a deep sigh and returned to Sasha. He recounted everything he had witnessed and heard that day and handed her a thick stack of photographs, the result of an investigation he had commissioned. All the photos featured Lena, capturing her various emotions, particularly when she was with Lina and Chris.

Sasha was thrilled to see the photographs and praised Zachary's capabilities. She selected a few typical ones and affixed them to the wall.

"If you want to replace her, you must become her entirely. Can you do it?" he asked.

"Why can't I?" Sasha replied absentmindedly, her attention fixed on the pictures of Chris.

While Sasha knew that Lena had a wealthy boyfriend who was good-looking, she was still surprised by Chris' clear and close-up features.

"This man..." she began, looking at Zachary.

His eyes dimmed as he replied, "He's the son of the Hamertons and a former special forces soldier. His mother is Fleur Warnock... We used to operate around the border. I'm sure you've heard of the Warnocks."

Sasha was stunned.

At the border, everyone, from thieves to bandits, feared the Warnocks. It was rumored that the family had guarded the border for generations and had a storied history in warfare. Chris' exceptional genes made sense in light of his impressive background.

However, Sasha couldn't help but wonder why such an exceptional man was in love with Lena. She bit her lip and clenched her fists, crushing one of the photographs into a ball.

"What's wrong, Shasha?" Zachary asked.

"Nothing." She quickly composed herself. When she looked up, Zachary was ready to begin his lesson.

"I've selected these photographs," he explained, "They capture moments when Lena spent time with the Thompsons' princess and the Hamerton heir, showcasing various facial expressions. Your task is to mimic them exactly."

Just as Sasha was about to object, she had an epiphany. Zachary's words made sense. To replace someone, she had to become that person first. She smiled and eagerly accepted the suggestion. "Don't worry, Zachary. I'll practice diligently." She hesitated briefly, then added, "But... you'll have to bring Lena here and keep her confined. Then I can plan how to deal with them!"

Chapter 1552

Chapter 1552

Zachary squinted, his face filled with melancholy as helplessness washed over him.

Sasha picked up a photograph of herself with Chris and placed it next to her pillow. She looked at Zachary, her smile radiating happiness. "One day, I'll make this man lie next to me for real!"

"Sasha!"

"You'll give me your blessing, won't you?" she asked.

Zachary gazed at her for a moment, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"You should give me your blessing if you treat me like your own daughter!" she pressed on.

He sighed. "If you were truly my daughter, I'd never harm a hair on your head..."

"What?"

His words were mumbled, making it hard for her to hear clearly. She looked at him, perplexed.

Zachary walked over and affectionately patted her head, a reminiscent look in his eyes. At that moment, he recalled the time when Krystal had saved him many years ago.

Krystal had also patted his head, wiping the blood from his forehead, and had asked with a mysterious smile, "Are you willing to serve me from now on?"

Zachary's disappointment toward Sasha slowly faded from his eyes, replaced by boundless love.

It was like a father doting on his daughter. Regardless of her mistakes or her eccentricities, he would stand by her no matter what.

"What did you say, Zachary?"

"Nothing. I said... you'll always be my daughter."

"That's wonderful!" She smiled triumphantly and smugly. "Please, Zachary, remove the eyesore for me. Let me become the only one in the world!"

Lena and Chris visited the hospital again to see Nala.

They hadn't reached a conclusion in their previous discussion. Lena had pondered it for a while. She hadn't seen Lina in the hospital that day, but Lina was convinced otherwise. Something was amiss. "Even if someone closely resembles you, how could Pammy mistake her for you when you're so close?" Chris wondered.

She contemplated this. "Is there a camera outside the bathroom?"

"Yes." Chris nodded, "It's a shared hospital. Zuko's grandfather is one of the shareholders. I've asked him to look into it."

She smiled and accompanied him up to the ward.

From outside, they spotted Alexander caring for Nala. It was a Sunday, no school, and a precious day off. Instead of playing outdoors like typical kids, he chose to spend time in the ward.

He was reading a book to Nala, who was giggling without understanding their conversation.

Their innocence was truly something to envy.

When Alexander noticed Lena and Chris outside the ward, he gestured for them to step aside.

They followed him to a corner in the corridor.

"You're quite impressive, young man!" Chris ruffled Alexander's hair as soon as he saw him. "You're so sweet with little Nala!"

Alexander blushed and then turned his attention to Lena. "She's due for her shot soon, so I asked you both to come. No one should be in the ward when it happens, as it might disturb the doctor."

"Understood," Lena said.

Alexander suddenly frowned. "By the way, what happened earlier, sis? How did you frighten Nala?"

Lena was taken aback, unsure of how to respond.

Chapter 1554

Chapter 1554

Chris was stunned. His instincts as a special forces soldier kicked in, keeping him on high alert as a stranger approached. Instinctively, he pulled Lena back.

The moment his gaze locked onto Zachary, the piercing intensity of their eye contact sent a jolt through Zachary's heart.

"May I know who this is?" Zachary asked.

Lena introduced them with a warm smile, "He's my boyfriend, sir. Chris, this is the man I ran into the other day."

Zachary spoke with a friendly smile before Chris could respond. "Your boyfriend is quite good-looking, miss. You two make a great couple."

Chris, ever the gentleman, inquired, "Can we help you, sir?"

Zachary hesitated for a moment before replying, "Oh... Young man, c-could you help me carry my bags upstairs?"

Lena nodded in agreement with Zachary's request. Being a soldier trained in proper manners, Chris couldn't refuse a request from an elderly man. "Sure, sir. Where are your bags?" Zachary pointed to the trunk of a taxi nearby, which held only a single large box that Chris easily retrieved.

"Young men are strong, indeed!" Zachary chuckled. "You walk quickly. How about helping me take my bags upstairs first? My ward is on the 10th floor, No. 1005. Thank you!"

Chris agreed and began carrying the bags upstairs while Lena stayed behind to assist Zachary. She offered a kind reminder for him to be cautious while walking.

As Zachary observed Lena, he couldn't help but have mixed emotions.

"Are you checking into the hospital alone, sir?" Lena asked. "Where is your family?"

Zachary forced a smile. "I... I have a daughter, but it's been years since we last saw each other."

Lena pressed on, "Why is that?"

With feigned sadness, Zachary continued. "It's embarrassing, but my wife and I divorced a long time ago. Our daughter has been living with her, and she has forbidden us from seeing each other..."

He was a skilled actor, feigning tears as he spoke. "I know I was a terrible husband and father when I was younger. I neglected my family, breaking my wife and daughter's hearts. I deserve their rejection... But I genuinely regret it now. If I could see my daughter one more time, I'd be willing to live ten years less! Cough..."

Lena, filled with compassion, comforted him as she held him gently.

"Calm down, sir," she reassured him. "Let's not dwell on this right now. Your priority is to focus on healing."

"My daughter... She's the same age as you," he mumbled sadly.

"Sir..."

"Okay, let's not talk about it!" Zachary sniffled and mustered a smile. "By the way, this elevator only goes up to the eighth floor!"

Lena looked up, confirming that the inpatient building's elevator only reached the eighth floor. They would need to traverse a dimly lit corridor and take another elevator to reach the 10th floor. Zachary glanced upward at the corridor-he had arranged for the surveillance cameras there to be tampered with. It was a blind spot, ensuring that no one would witness his actions.

Lena continued to support Zachary with all her heart, even slowing her pace to ensure he wouldn't hurt himself by walking too quickly. Although resistance crossed Zachary's mind briefly, it ultimately faded away.

Chapter 1555

Chapter 1555

Zachary said, "Miss, you haven't told me your name."

"My name's Lena."

"Lena," he muttered, abruptly halting his stride.

Lena was taken aback. When she turned her gaze toward him, she immediately noticed that the kindly gentleman's countenance had changed.

His eyes were now as cold and piercing as ice in the darkness.

Before she could react, he swiftly produced a handkerchief he had prepared earlier and covered her mouth and nose.

"Mmph!" She instinctively resisted. Usually, she could easily overpower an elderly man like him, but she felt strangely feeble at that moment. Her eyelids grew heavy, and soon, her consciousness blurred. She began to slump, leaning on Zachary for support.

He stood there motionless, only crouching down beside her after a prolonged pause. He finally dialed a number on his phone, confirming her unconscious state.

"Sasha... It's me. Come to the hospital right away and change into her clothes."

Chris had been waiting impatiently after delivering the bags to Room 1005.

He attempted to call Lena but received no answer. His heart began to race.

He hastily retraced his steps. The more he dwelled on it, the more he felt that something was amiss. He sprinted toward the hospital entrance, scanning the area frantically.

At that moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared before him.

"Lena!" Relief washed over him, and he rushed to embrace her. "Where did you go?! You really scared me!"

As he scrutinized her, his gentle and captivating eyes stirred a strange sensation in Sasha's heart.

He radiated a light she had never displayed before when she saw him, captivated instantly.

She had never encountered a man quite like him. He was akin to a pearl glistening under the sun, radiating brilliance from head to toe. His chiseled visage and robust features exuded masculinity, yet his eyes brimmed with tenderness and allure.

Perhaps it was because he had served in the special forces, as he still possessed the charisma of a soldier. Strength, valor, loyalty—he was a man who would stand out no matter where he went. She recalled the men she had encountered in Southeast Aciatic, and they paled in comparison to him.

"What's the matter, Lena?" He began to experience a strange sensation. "W-Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

Suddenly, Sasha snapped back to reality.

She seized his arm and leaned against him, causing an unusual stiffness in Chris' body. Even he couldn't fathom why he reacted this way.

In theory, Lena rarely took the initiative in such a manner with him, making today's action quite uncommon. He should have reciprocated, but a subconscious impulse led him to push her away. With a forced smile, he gently withdrew his arm.

Sasha mimicked Lena's tone. "Chris, were you looking for me?"

"Yes. I couldn't reach you, and I got worried. Did you accompany that man to his room?"

"Oh..." She was momentarily stunned. "When we reached the eighth floor, he claimed he could manage on his own, so I came down alone."

"Isn't he having difficulty walking? Why didn't he need your assistance anymore?"

She pursed her lips.

Lying was something she excelled at, but she felt a twinge of panic in this situation.

Moreover, Zachary had only instructed her to change into Lena's attire recently without providing further details.

It appeared that her only option was to fabricate a story to extricate herself from this predicament.

Chapter 1556

Chapter 1556

"Lena," Chris said as he gazed at her. "What's on your mind?"

Sasha snapped back to reality and instinctively tugged her sleeve down to hide the black butterfly tattoo on her wrist.

"I-I'd like to go for a walk." She smiled. "Chris, could we head to the shopping mall?"

Chris was taken aback. Lena seemed entirely different today.

Usually content, Lena wasn't into shopping or splurging on clothes or cosmetics. Fun activities that most girls enjoyed didn't seem to interest her.

She had never suggested a trip to the shopping mall before!

Chris felt a sense of reluctance but studied her closely. She was still Lena, yet somehow not quite herself.

"What's bothering you, Chris?" Sasha tried to mimic Lena, even moving closer as if to hold his hand. "Don't you want to take me there?"

"Of course." He smiled but discreetly withdrew his hand. "Let's go."

He led her to DL Mall. Sasha was awestruck by the elegant decor, with well-trained staff greeting them upon arrival and even the manager extending a personal welcome. Everywhere she looked, there were high-end international luxury items that glittered like diamonds, boosting her vanity.

Many were limited editions and required more than just money to acquire. Some brands cared about their clientele's background, making them inaccessible to outsiders. Sasha's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Despite Southeast Aciatic's prosperity, it couldn't hold a candle to this. In her past life there, she was part of the lower class, with a bit of money but no social status. She had never experienced such daily luxury.

Thinking of how Lena could live like this daily with Chris ignited a venomous jealousy that seemed to snake through her every nerve.

"Which handbag catches your eye, Lena?" Chris suddenly asked.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned quickly to face him, suppressing her thoughts.

The bags were designer pieces, and only one of each design was available.

In Southeast Aciatic, only royalty could lay claim to this brand.

She nearly blurted out, "I want—"

However, she remembered the photos Zachary had given her and Lena's true nature. She smiled at Chris and shook her head.

He seemed relieved now.

Yes, that was his Lena. But what had caused that hint of greed he had seen in her eyes earlier?

Sasha asked, "Chris, should we explore some other things?"

"Hmm, sure." He smiled. "You're in charge today."

"You're so kind to me..."

"You silly!" Chris patted her shoulder. "I'm your boyfriend. Who else should I treat well if not you?"

She bit her lip, feeling a knot in her chest.

She imitated Lena's little gesture, playing with her bangs, twirling them with her finger, and tucking them behind her ear.

Chris watched her quietly-it was something Lena often did indeed.

He grinned. "Your bangs have gotten a bit long, haven't they?"

She replied softly, "Hmm... Yes."

"Should I trim them for you?"

"Huh?"

"Shall we stick to our old rules?"

Chapter 1557

Chapter 1557

Sasha was stunned.

Chris astutely noticed the doubt and panic that flickered across her eyes.

His brow furrowed. 'Did she not understand our "old rules"?"

These were the little things they did for each other. He would trim her bangs when they got too long, and she would shave his mustache.

Chris mustered a smile. "Have you forgotten about our old rules?"

She appeared flustered, scanning her surroundings.

"Lena! What's bothering you today?"

"Oh, Chris!" She swiftly changed the subject. "Look at that store. They have such lovely clothes!"

"Lena-"

"Let's go. Come on, let's check it out!" She playfully nudged him toward the store. "Buy me a dress. I adore wearing dresses!"

Chris wandered through the entire mall, being gently pushed by her. After buying one dress, her shopping enthusiasm appeared to have been unleashed. He trailed behind her with numerous shopping bags, willing to purchase whatever she set her eyes on.

Chris had spent a considerable sum within two hours-he had never spent so much since they met.

It wasn't the money that hurt. Rather, he could no longer ignore the suspicion festering within him.

Sasha eventually said, "Um... Chris, I'm tired. Let's call it a day?"

Chris examined her closely and nodded.

She continued with her deceit. "Oh, I need to swing by the school to see Alexander. I want to check on his studies." "It's your day off today. Do you have to work?"

"Oh..." She averted her gaze. "Isn't it common to work overtime?! Just wait for me at home. I'll be back soon."

Sasha grabbed her shopping bags and vanished like a gust of wind.

Chris fell into deep contemplation as he watched her depart.

Work overtime? Lena had never mentioned that before. It wasn't because she was unwilling to put in extra hours-she consistently finished her work during regular hours. Hearing "working overtime on her day off" from her was simply inconceivable.

'Lena is... extraordinarily strange today,' he thought.

Sasha carelessly tossed her shopping bags onto the floor upon returning home, kicking her heels aside.

Zachary had been patiently waiting there.

"This is what you requested." Zachary's tone was icy. He placed a stack of photographs in front of her. "Here you are."

She glanced at him and opened the envelope. The pictures depicted Lena confined in a dim basement.

No light, sustenance, water, or electricity-only endless darkness and chill.

Sasha chuckled with excitement. "Thank you!"

Zachary leaned against the wall, his gaze appearing distant, lost in thought.

"Look, Zachary. These are the things I bought today!" She proudly displayed her spoils. "The Hamertons are wealthy, and Chris is incredibly handsome... All eyes were on me when I walked in with him!" She reveled in her fantasy as she spoke. "Zachary, a man like that doesn't belong with Lena, does he?"

He inhaled deeply and shut his eyes.

She asked absentmindedly, "By the way, Zachary, did you find out how Lena and Chris usually spend their time together? He's still waiting for me at home! I must pack up and move into his place!"

Chapter 1558

Chapter 1558

"What?" Zachary was alarmed. "Chris wants you to stay under the same roof?"

"Yes!"

He squinted, realizing it was a terrible idea. "Sasha, don't go with him!"

"What's wrong?" She took a limited edition dress from the shopping bag, put it on, and smiled with satisfaction. "Do you know how much this dress costs, Zachary? I saw it in Southeast Aciatic. The designer only makes clothes for royalty there. But here, he bought it for me without hesitation!"

Zachary was growing increasingly worried about her.

Sasha wasn't manipulative-she displayed her greed and superficiality openly.

She was easily swayed by material possessions, just as she had been when they were in Southeast Aciatic. She had squandered all the assets Krystal had worked hard for simply for the favor of some gangsters.

He sighed.

This was the girl he had spoiled, treating her as his own and hoping to protect her from suffering and bullying. He had created a beautiful bubble for her to live in, shielding her from the harsh world outside. But he had forgotten that a flower in a crystal ball could do nothing but look pretty, be confident, and spend extravagantly.

"The Hamertons are a complicated and prestigious family," he said, looking at her. "I'm afraid you might end up at a disadvantage if you get close to Chris."

"At a disadvantage?" Sasha laughed out loud, displaying her recent shopping haul. "Do you know how much he spent on me today?!"

"Sasha..."

"Okay, okay!" She waved in annoyance. "I know you're going to lecture me again, saying I shouldn't lose sight of the big picture for something so small. But he's different, Zachary! Since I'm replacing Lena, I must be with him forever!"

Zachary's eyes dimmed. "Have you truly fallen in love with him?"

She didn't answer verbally, but her blushing face revealed her answer.

Zachary clenched his fists and stared at her in silence. His worst fears were coming true.

How could people like them maintain a relationship?

Furthermore, who was Chris? It was only a matter of time before he uncovered the truth.

When he learned that they were responsible for Lena's harm... At that point, only one of the twins could survive, and it certainly wouldn't be Sasha.

"Sasha, please listen to me," he implored. "Whether it's Chris or Pamela, you must be cautious around them. You are taking Lena's place but can never truly replace her. We're using her identity to gain money from them, and then we'll return to Southeast Aciatic once that's done. It's the best course of action."

"Zachary!" Shock registered on her face.

She had assumed he would let Lena perish once they had her in captivity. However, his words suggested that he intended to release Lena eventually.

"How could you say that, Zachary? I told you that only one of us can survive!"

"Then let me make this clear!" His expression hardened, and his tone grew stern. "Chris isn't an easy target! He's been with Lena for a long time and knows everything about her. If he sees through your charade, and it angers the Hamertons, what do you think will happen to us?"

"Stop talking!" she screamed. "I don't want to hear it!"

"You-"

"I want Chris, no matter what!" She couldn't hear anything else. "Your job is to find out what Lena usually does with Chris. You must extract the truth from her!"

Chapter 1559

Chapter 1559

Zachary stared at Sasha with disappointment.

After a brief silence, he angrily exclaimed, "I've helped you with Chris, and I even went to the trouble of capturing Lena for you. I feel sorry for your mom! Do you want me to teach you how to flirt, too?!" With those words, he stormed off, leaving a bewildered Sasha behind.

Sasha seethed with anger. She contemplated throwing her dress on the floor but halted midway through raising her arms, choosing instead to toss it onto the couch in frustration.

Rather than dwelling on Zachary's words, Sasha decided to take matters into her own hands. She called Chris, using the excuse of wanting to spend more time with Nala, and informed him that she wouldn't be returning to their apartment that night.

After a brief pause, Chris replied, "Hmm, tell Nala I said hi. Make sure to get some rest, too."

"I will," Sasha said.

Before ending the call, Chris added, "Oh, Lena, join us for dinner at my family's house tomorrow. It's been a while since my mom saw you, and she keeps saying she misses you."

Sasha's heart constricted, but she agreed nonetheless.

The following evening, she accompanied Chris to his family's dinner.

Fleur greeted her warmly, immediately taking her hand and linking their arms. It was an unfamiliar gesture for Sasha, and her initial instinct was to pull away.

However, considering that Lena might be accustomed to such gestures, she forced a smile and held onto Fleur's hand tightly.

During their pre-dinner chat, Fleur remarked, "You seem to have lost weight since we last saw you, Lena. Is that rascal Chris mistreating you?"

Sasha shook her head with a smile and glanced at Chris. "No, he's treating me well."

She stole a quick glance at him.

The tenderness in his eyes quickened her heartbeat and stirred a twinge of jealousy within her.

But she knew that the gentleness was not meant for her-it was for Lena. Whenever she thought about that, she felt suffocated and uneasy.

Fleur continued. "I heard you two went shopping at DL Mall yesterday. Don't just window-shop. This foolish boy keeps his money locked up. You should spend it!"

"Hey!" Chris interjected. "I bought her a lot of things, including the dress she's wearing today."

Fleur examined Sasha closely.

The dress was undoubtedly unique and of exceptional quality, but it wasn't Lena's style.

Lena had always been a cool, unyielding individual, and no one could imitate the natural aloofness she was born with. She would never change herself to please anyone, let alone dress up for someone's sake. Fleur smiled. "It's wonderful that you bought this dress! As long as you like it, it's worth it!"

"Thank you," Sasha replied, pursing her lips. "The things he got me are all to my liking."

"That's right, never let grievances weigh you down!"

At that moment, Sasha basked in the affection of Chris and her future mother-in-law. She momentarily forgot who she was, revealing a pleasing smile to Fleur.

"Why would I be upset when I have such a sweet mother?"

Fleur exchanged a silent look with Chris, reaching an understanding between mother and son.

Chapter 1560

Chapter 1560

Seeing Chris' restless expression, Fleur smiled at Sasha and gave her hand a reassuring pat. "Lenny, stay here for a moment. I'll check the kitchen."

"Madam Hamerton, you..." Sasha was taken aback. Was this elegant lady, who rarely got her hands dirty, actually cooking for Lena?

"Don't you adore my deep-fried fish the most? I've made one today, and I must show you my culinary skills!"

Sasha's face lit up, and she eagerly agreed with Fleur.

Fleur maintained her smile and called out to Chris, "Son, come to the kitchen and lend me a hand!"

Unable to contain his excitement, Chris followed Fleur out of the living room.

Although Sasha was now alone in the living room, she felt at ease. She glanced around, taking in the grandeur of the Hamerton estate, which exceeded her expectations.

Splendor Mountain was firmly under the Hamerton family's domain, with most of the relatives residing in this area. Marco's residence occupied the most picturesque corner of the estate. Chris had his own separate dwelling, but he usually stayed with his parents.

Sasha leisurely explored the spacious living room. She had heard about Marco's appreciation for traditional arts and antiques, and the family boasted an extensive collection. As she admired the exquisite pieces of jade and ceramics on display, each showcasing elegant designs and color coordination, she realized they were likely priceless.

If she did indeed marry Chris, considering he was Marco's only son, would all these treasures eventually become hers?

Sasha grinned, envisioning a future of wealth and prosperity.

Meanwhile, Fleur swiftly entered a soundproof secret chamber after leaving the living room. She closed the door and turned her attention to her anxious son.

"Mom-"

Before Chris could finish his sentence, Fleur raised her hand, signaling him to keep quiet.

"I already know," she said gravely. "This is truly strange."

When had she ever prepared deep-fried fish for Lena? Also, the Hamertons typically served braised Sterlet Sturgeon to their guests. With Lena visiting so frequently, how could she not be aware of that? "Mom, Lenny is definitely in danger!" Chris urgently exclaimed. "I've had a strange feeling these past two days! Lenny... Something must have happened to her! I need to rescue her!"

"Can you please calm down for a moment?" Fleur looked at her son with a hint of disdain. "You're a former special forces soldier, and you're acting so impulsively? Were you this impetuous during missions as well? You've encountered significant challenges. How can you place your faith in superstitious signs like a strange feeling?"

"Mom!"

"I understand that this 'Lenny' is strange..."

"She's not Lenny!" Chris practically shouted.

From his initial suspicion to his current certainty, he berated himself for taking nearly an entire day. Who knew what could have transpired during that time for Lena?

He couldn't afford to wait any longer-he had to rescue her!

Chris abruptly opened a drawer in the secret room, revealing a small pistol that Fleur had used in the past. He skillfully loaded it and was about to rush out when Fleur stopped him.

"Chris, what are you doing!" Fleur exclaimed. "Calm down!"

"How am I supposed to calm down?!"

"We haven't even unraveled what's happening yet. What's the use of you rushing out recklessly?"

Chris panted heavily, locking eyes with Fleur. Gradually, his rationality returned.

"I know you're anxious, but we can't rush into this," Fleur stated firmly. "If she truly is Lenny, your impulsive actions will only frighten her. And if she's not... then she undoubtedly has Lenny with her. What you're doing now will alert her!"

"You're right." Chris bit his lip.

"Don't worry, Chris!" Fleur smirked. "Leave this to me. Whoever she is, I'll make her reveal her true identity!"