Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

“Camila, let me show you.”

Camila received a document and glanced at it. When she saw the information in it, her face contorted into a frown.

“What’s this?”

“The plastic surgery record,” Aldrin replied.

Camila narrowed her eyes as her brows furrowed even further.

“Are you saying that Gillian has had plastic surgery?”

“Yes, but I wasn’t able to find the photo of her before surgery. My gut feeling tells me that she was the person who used me to deal with you and Isaac. Although I wasn’t able to see her face at that time, her back looked very similar to Gillian’s.”

Camila sat on the sofa and let this new information settle in her mind. Gillian had a plastic surgery.

She used Aldrin to deal with her and Isaac.

Did that mean Gillian was the one who had a grudge against her and Isaac?

Camila looked at the file. All of a sudden, an image of Debora surfaced in her mind.

For a second, she considered the possibility: This woman was Debora. Camila remembered that Debora fell into the sea, but her body was never found. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Could that mean Debora was still alive?

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Perhaps she had plastic surgery so that others wouldn’t be able to recognize her. As such, she would be free to make trouble in the dark. Was she the one who wanted to blow up her and Isaac last time?

“It must be so,” Camila uttered beneath her breath.

She thoroughly considered the matter and found that it was the likeliest possibility.

“What is it?” Aldrin was puzzled by what she had just said.

However, Camila pursed her lips and said nothing. She wasn’t in the mood to elaborate on her theory.

Although she might be right, she still needed evidence to prove it. The plastic surgery record alone couldn’t prove that Gillian and Debora were the same person.

However, it wouldn’t be difficult to confirm it.

Camila once worked in the same hospital and went to the same school with Debora. Thus, she knew her very well.

“Camila, what are you thinking about?” Aldrin asked, disturbing her thoughts.

“Nothing,” Camila replied.

“You haven’t eaten, have you? Let’s go out for dinner later. I’ll call Miss Ballard.”