Yvonne: "How... how did you find out?"


    Thomas: "It wasn''t that hard to figure out. You may have a different body, but a person''s habits don''t change. Two or even three simr habits between different people might be a coincidence, but when *all* the little habits are the same, it can''t be a coincidence."


    "Besides, even if I didn''t know you that well, I know Bet. He''s hopelessly devoted. He could never love anyone else but you."


    Thomas was smart and observant. That''s why, after Bet, he was the second person to realize that Yvonne was Yvonne.


    Yvonne didn''t deny it. Instead, she smiled and nodded.


    "Thomas, thank you for still remembering me."


    "I always remembered you," Thomas said with a bitter smile. "Everything Bet remembers, I remember too. He loves you, and I love you, no less than he does. Yvonne, why can''t you see me?"


    Yvonne turned, walked back to Thomas, and looked at him earnestly. "I have always seen you. And I''ve always thought of you as a dear brother."


    "But I don''t want to be your brother," Thomas said.


    Yvonne: "But in my heart, you are a brother, and only a brother."


    "So, I lost just because of that one word, ''brother''?" Thomas gave another bitter smile.


    "To each their own, I guess," Yvonne replied helplessly.


    "Yvonne, I don''t want to be your brother," Thomas repeated stubbornly.


    "Well, I can''t just keep you around as a backup n. I do have some basic moral principles."


    "Yvonne, you really know how to twist the knife," Thomas chuckled, his smile full of self-mockery.


    Yvonne pressed her lips together, remaining silent.


    A harsh rejection was better than stringing him along. Better to rip the band-aid off quickly.


    "Mr. Taylor, there you are. The


    director needs you. Your scene in et


    Hurrying over and speakinget


    next," the assistant director said,


    respectfully to Thomas.


    "Okay. I know." Thomas gave Yvonne onest deep look before following the assistant director away.


    Yvonne watched him go and breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Yvonne, the luggage is all packed, and the car is waiting outside," her assistant said, walking over.


    Yvonne nodded and followed her assistant. They went back to the hotel to get her luggage and then left by car.


    The car was on its way to Cherry Bay.


    Yvonne was in the back seat, resting with her eyes closed. Her purse was beside her, and the phone inside suddenly started vibrating.


    Yvonne reached for her purse, took out her phone, nced at the caller ID, and answered.


    "Wrapped up?" Bet''s voice was deep and warm, with a hint of a smile. "Yeah. Just finished today," Yvonne replied, her lips curving into a smile.


    Bet: "Good. Saves you from being in the same cast as Thomas."


    Yvonne: "You have that little faith in me?"


    Bet: "It''s Thomas I don''t have faith in."


    Yvonne: "..." This conversation had to stop.


    She wondered if Bet knew that Thomas had figured out who she was. If he found out Thomas had confessed to her again today, he would definitely fly to a jealous rage.


    "I didn''t schedule any work this month, so I can spend some proper time with you,"


    Yvonne said, quickly changing the subject.


    But there was a moment of silence


    on the other end before Bet spoke, his voice tinged with regret "Vonnie, have to go to Chano for a mission, I might not be back for a I


    month, so won''t be able to spend time with you."


    Yvonne felt a pang of disappointment, but she understood and supported his work.