Chapter 578

Marc shut his eyes for a moment, weighed down by concern. "What should we do? My business can't survive another setback. If you don't have a plan,l might as well surrender to Daniela!"

The group fell into a heavy silence.

Hackett stared distantly, his expression grim."doubt Daniela would simply let us off even if we surrendered."

He fixed a stern gaze on the others. "She's seeking revenge for her mother's death. Put yourself in her shoes;could you forgive and forget?"

This prompted a profound silence among the group.

Suddenly, Hackett's expression changed as a thought struck him. "We didn't come up with the idea to kill Brylee! We were merely accomplices. Perhaps that could mitigate our guilt." Bruno quickly agreed. "Exactly! Let's approach Daniela. I admit I was part of the plan to end Brylee's life, but it wasn't my idea. It was all Winslow's doing from the start!"

Farley echoed, "And now Winslow wants to leave the association to save his own skin? That's not going to happen!"

Marc nodded, feeling a flicker of hope.

Meanwhile, Alexander was in another country,carrying a recent photo of Cedric in his pocket.

"Make me look like this," he said to the cosmetic surgeon.

The surgeon adjusted his glasses and examined the photo carefully. After a few minutes, he handed the photo back to his assistant. "Thee are definitely areas that need adjustment."

Anxiety flickered across Alexander's face."Can you make me look exactly like him?"

The surgeon offered a reassuring smile. "Of course, we're experts in our field. You can trust our work.However, achieving such precision will be costly. As a frequent client, you're surely aware of our fees."

Alexander handed over a check.

The surgeon examined it, squinting slightly. "Thank you, Mr. Bennett. We'll start your facial reconstruction right away."

He then gestured towards Alexander's mouth. "This area here seems a bit off.Would you like us to touch it up? And would you consider some hyaluronic acid injections?"

Alexander had a single focus. "Do whatever you think is necessary. I just want to look exactly like the person in this photo."

The surgeon smiled reassuringly. "You can count on us. We're professionals."

After Alexander left, the assistant looked at the photo, confused. "I don't really see any difference from the person in this photo. Why does he need reconstruction?"

"You don't get it," the surgeon responded. "It's all business, and we don't turn away customers. In cosmetic surgery, patients always want improvements, regardless of how good they already look. If we don't serve them, someone else will.So,we might as well make the money."

The assistant asked, "But didn't he just have hyaluronic acid treatments recently? Isn't it too soon for more?"

"Just use a small amount," the surgeon said."Besides, any minor side effects are just part of the beauty process and are usually not significant."

The assistant still looked concerned.

The surgeon continued, "When he's done, make sure to compliment him. He's clearly dealing with some psychological issues. He always brings the same photo for surgeries. Remember, true beauty is about more than just appearances. Eventually, all facades break down; it's inevitable." The assistant sighed, resigned.

That afternoon, Alexander underwent the cosmetic procedure.

During the surgery, the surgeon received a call.When he resumed, his hand hesitated briefly.

He looked at his assistant, who appeared anxious.

Before the assistant could say anything,the surgeon assured Alexander, "This session will yield even better results than before. You've made a smart decision coming here, Mr. Bennett."

After that, the surgeon shot a stern look at his assistant."Get out!"