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Maja had been restless since she'd phoned home, haunted by dreams of Carol for two consecutive

nights.

She then made two calls to Carol, and finding nothing unusual in Carol's tone, she eased her worries

and focused on her affairs.

Still unable to locate Patric, the Sanders family had last night summoned a team of doctors for an

emergency intervention for Augus. His condition required immediate attention.

Maja and Ian were now staying at a hotel, and she grew anxious upon hearing that the international

team hadn't located the research base either.

"I need to contact K myself," she declared, convinced that facing danger was the only way to lure their

adversary.

"No way!"

Ian dismissed the idea instantly.

K was determined to eliminate Maja, and revealing her location could mean a bullet flying her way the

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As Maja was about to protest, a knock at the door interrupted them.

She opened it to find her exact double on the threshold. It wasn't just a resemblance—it was as if she

had been copied and pasted.

Her heart skipped a beat at the sight. Just as she was about to be on guard, she saw the woman walk

over to Ian and bow her head respectfully.

"Sir."

She greeted and knelt on one knee.

Maja looked at Ian, clueless.

Ian, equally surprised by the woman's early appearance, hurriedly explained. "This is someone I

trained a long time ago. We've performed a plastic surgery, and with the right makeup, she can

perfectly impersonate you."

Anyone would feel uncomfortable seeing someone who looks so much like themselves standing before

them.

Maja remained silent, and the woman continued kneeling.

She had to admit, the woman really resembled her, even her walking posture was a deliberate imitation

of hers.

Ian took Maja's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"If someone has to be the target, let her do it. Maja, I'll take you back to the Sanders family to rest and

take care of the pregnancy."

Maja frowned. Did this mean that Ian would be working with this woman?

Instinctively, her hand went to her belly. She had always known that this was not the right time for a

pregnancy, as there were many unresolved dangers looming.

But this woman who had suddenly appeared...

She glanced at the woman still kneeling respectfully and brushed aside the unease in her heart.

"Okay."

Her last foray into Forbidden Island had been a stroke of luck. If she took another risk this time and

something happened to the child, she wouldn't forgive herself.

Ian ruffled her hair affectionately.

"Her code name is 00. She's someone I trained."

It seemed he had long considered using 00 as Maja's stand-in.

Maja was dropped off at the Sanders family, and as she stepped out of the car, she took one last look

at the back seat. Had she not seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe there was someone so

similar to her in this world.

00 sat there quietly. The likeness was uncanny, nearly ninety percent similar.

She nodded, her father's situation was critical; they needed to obtain the antidote quickly.

Watching Ian drive away, Maja felt a twinge of anxiety.

Until the people from the Sanders family came out to take her inside.

Beck had arranged a quiet room for her and assigned two servants to attend to her needs.

Maja spent a restless first night reaching out to Ian for updates but next, she received a call from 00.

"Ms. Pennyfeather, we're en route to Astronia," said the voice on the other end. Coոtent of

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Maja sprang from her seat. Astronia? Ian had never mentioned going there.

Because the tone was exactly like her own, it felt like she was talking to herself.

Take good care—00 assured her, an undercurrent of challenge in her tone.

The reassurance felt like a taunt, especially with Ian unreachable. Maja's anxiety spiraled, and with it, a

growing discomfort in her belly.