Anastasia leaned in, eyes sparkling with curiosity, "So, is it Julie?"


    Jason shook his head, "Nope, fingerprints don''t lie. They''re unique to everyone, and after checking, that woman called Leonora isn''t Julie."


    Anastasia felt her heart sink. She had a gut feeling Leonora might be Julie, but the cold, hard facts were telling her otherwise.


    But still...


    "How did this Leonora know about us?"


    That was the question that puzzled Anastasia the most.


    Anastasia hadn''t known about Julie using the alias Kayleigh to frame Flynn. She''d only heard the name Kayleigh from Herman and hadn''t seen her at the wedding. So when Julie called herself Leonora, Anastasia was left clueless. Jason spected, "Maybe because there were no other customers in the shop, and I was walking towards you, Leonora just assumed."


    That seemed like a fair exnation.


    Anastasia sank back into her chair with a sigh, "Guess I jumped to conclusions."


    "But you did remind me of something. I had thought Julie might change her looks. We need to be extra careful now."


    ...


    After running into Anastasia at the café, Julie felt a thrill of excitement. Back at her vi, she studied the photos she''d snapped, plotting how to expose Jason and Anastasia''s rtionship.


    If Pattie was indeed their child, a paternity test would be undeniable proof.


    With Asher and Rowan unable to help, she had to rely on herself.


    Just then, Rowan approached and tossed something her way, "You need to switch out your fingerprint covers. Remember, always keep them on."


    The covers Rowan handed her were paper-thin and matched her skin tone almost perfectly, custom-made by someone Asher knew from the underground.


    Julie''s face had changed, but her fingerprints hadn''t. If anything went wrong, they''d be the first to give her away.


    She prepared a bowl of water with a special solution, dipping her hands in to remove the old covers.


    Grudgingly, she put on the new ones, muttering, "What a pain. Cops even came to my door, and I ran into one without being caught. Maybe we don''t have to be this careful. Who would guess I''m Julie?" "Better safe than sorry," Rowan remarked. "You ran into a cop again?"


    "Yeah, Officer Landry." Julie adjusted the covers, inspecting them, "What are these made of? They''re so thin and practically invisible."


    Rowan, expressionless, said, "Human skin."


    Those words sent a shiver down Julie''s spine, suddenly feeling uneasy.


    "Why use something from a dead person?" Julie snapped, disgusted at the thought of wearing human skin, contemting tearing off the covers.


    "If you want to risk it, go ahead," Rowan said coldly. "The cops have been to your door. Do you think you''re safe? They could find you anytime. Also, I''ll be away for a bit. Watch yourself."


    "Where are you going? Rowan, you''re not ditching me because of the cops, are you?" Julie clung to his arm. "You have to take me with you."


    "I''ve got some work to do for our boss. As long as youy low, you''ll be fine for now." Rowan handed her a bank card, "Here''s half a million. Use it wisely."


    With that, Rowan left, driving off.


    Since escaping the hospital, Julie had stayed with Rowan. Despite his cold demeanor and blunt words, he never made her feel ufortable. Sharing a roof with him gave her a sense of security. Now that Rowan was gone, Julie felt a bit adrift but kept the new covers on.


    Julie pondered how to set up a paternity test for Pattie and Jason to expose Anastasia and Jason''s affair. Meanwhile, Joseph messaged her, inviting her to dinner.


    It had been a week since theyst met, and hoping to glean some intel from Joseph, Julie epted.


    Meanwhile, Herman, on his way to the police station, got a call from Dailey.


    "Boss, Joseph''s been seen with a bunch of new womentely. Just heard he''s got a dinner date tonight."


    "Alright, tail him," Herman instructed. "Keep tabs on every woman around Joseph."