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    Tears welled in Sophia’s eyes as she copsed to the ground, her voice strained through clenched teeth. “Katelyn, this is too much. I’ve put up with your and Vincent’s disrespect, but attacking me really crosses a line!”


    A flicker of regret passed through Katelyn’s eyes as she swiftly extended a hand to help Sophia up, her voice filled with remorse. “I’m sorry. I just couldn’t grasp that two people could look so alike; I had to test it somehow.” Whenever it came to matters involving Sophia, Katelyn’s instincts tended to override her rational thinking. Such impulsive actions were rare for her. Now, she regretted her approach, acknowledging there should have been a better way to test Sophia.


    Sophia brushed off Katelyn’s hand and pulled herself up.


    Arriving in Granville just today, she felt a mix of shock and fear, leaving herpletely miserable. She fixed a hard stare on Katelyn.


    “I n to make a public statement condemning the disrespectful behavior from you and Vincent.”


    Had it not been for her lookalike appearance, she might havee off as a spoiled heiress, missing the usual mysterious vibe that Sophia radiated. To Katelyn, Sophia often appeared as someone overshadowed by the bustling world around her.


    With a heavy sigh, Katelyn lowered her head in apology. “I sincerely apologize, Miss Marshall. I was careless. Tell me how I can fix this.”


    Sophia folded her arms, her anger still simmering. “I don’t need money or resources. What else can you offer?”


    Upon hearing her distinctive foreign ent, Katelyn’s eyes brightened. “Is this your first visit to Granville? Even though you’re here on business, you’ll probably want to see the city in your free time. I can show you around at no cost.”


    Katelyn had urately gauged Sophia’s interests—or rather, Ashlyn’s interest.


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    A moment of hesitation flickered in the woman’s eyes as she cautiously asked, “But aren’t you a designer? Isn’t your schedule packed? Do you really have time to be my guide? I expect a lot from my tour guides.”


    Katelyn offered a reassuring smile. “I grew up here in Granville. There’s no one better to show you the true spirit of this ce. Plus, it’s a way to make amends for my earlier impulsiveness.”


    Though Katelyn’s words seemed genuine, they carried a trace of her own strategic thinking.


    If this woman truly was Sophia, the truth would reveal itself in time. Rather thaning up with other ns, it would be wiser to keep Ashlyn closely monitored under her watch. This way, Katelyn could pick up on any slight clues to confirm if she was indeed dealing with Sophia.


    After thinking it over for a moment, Ashlyn nodded and said, “Alright. Please give me your contact details. I’ll need you to be avable beyond normal working hours; otherwise, I can’t ept your apology.”


    Katelyn gestured affirmatively. “Absolutely, no problem.”


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