Chapter 15: Shedding Tears for That Scoundrel
Because, in this casual moment, Eudora Cook felt that the man before her bore a striking resemblance to the one who had intruded into her home and whom she had saved that night.
No! It wasn't just a slight resemblance; the more she looked, the more similar he seemed!
"You..."
Eudora Cook hesitated, thinking it was too much of a coincidence for such a thing to happen in this world.
"Give me your ID card," the man continued, with a smile as warm as the spring breeze on his face.
His sharp, black eyes were cold and deep, yet his gaze was gentle.
Moreover, he also resembled the man she had saved.
Dazed, Eudora Cook handed over her ID card to the man, her mind wandering.
The man took Eudora Cook's ID card and then spoke to the staff at the
