Chapter 1257

Rosa bit her lip, realizing her difference. There was no comparison.

The next day, Skylar accompanied Charles to the film set. They met the director, Alfred Kain, a meticulous man. Some props were genuine antiques borrowed from friends; others, rented from an antique shop, were of uncertain authenticity. Learning of Skylar's expertise, Alfred requested her appraisal. She quickly confirmed the authenticity of the rented items. Freddie offered payment, but she refused. She then watched Charles perform, witnessing firsthand his astonishing growth over the past three years. His performance was seamless, captivating even Skylar, who lacked acting expertise. It felt intensely real.

At noon, they shared a meal. Afterward, Skylar found Janine, busy coordinating a major promotion for an upcoming live-streaming event featuring several streamers and Muriel's new jewelry collections. The fan excitement was palpable.

"Rest in the office," Janine said, pushing Skylar inside and providing coffee before resuming her work. Sipping her coffee, Skylar appreciated the ease of her life as a trust fund baby. She contrasted this with Janine’s tireless efforts, noting the company's growth from a small workshop to its current building.

Muriel arrived with fruit. "Thanks! Let's chat," Skylar said, aware of the improved relationship between them, courtesy of Lizzie's reports. Muriel apologized, citing an upcoming livestream. Skylar dismissed her concerns. Alone, she smiled; she was the only one in the company with nothing pressing to do.

She decided to watch the live streams, observing the professional training evident in each streamer's presentation. Watching Muriel's stream, she saw a confident, charming woman whose striking beauty elicited numerous compliments. Muriel's presentation brought her designs to life. Then, Jeremy called.

Skylar's grip tightened on her phone. "Mr. Hughes," she answered.

"Mr. Ziegler's condition is stable. He'll return the day after tomorrow. With psychological assistance, he's regaining memories. He recalls a car accident en route to the airport, followed by a shooting. He awoke in an underground factory, Joe missing. Other factory captives were also accident survivors. A coworker, briefly accessing a computer, sent me a photo via email before swiftly deleting all traces," Jeremy explained.

Skylar's face paled. "So, Mr. Ziegler knows nothing of Joe's situation?"

Jeremy sighed heavily, his voice filled with despair. "Skylar, I fear Joe is… Those with Mr. Ziegler in the factory were accident survivors. Those who died… were dealt with thoroughly. There's no trace."

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