Leave It to Me

It was Jackie Leves' voice. However, there was more deliberation in his voice, and he lacked the affection he should have. This face was almost identical to that of Jackie's original face. Serene Silas stared at him for a long time, but she couldn't see anything different. She pinched him hard twice and also rubbed his face, leaving red marks as she did so, but she found no trace of plastic surgery. Slap— Before Serene could understand what was going on with this face that was exactly the same as Jackie's, she was suddenly dragged away with force. She fell into another warm embrace, closely followed by a hard slap on the man's face that looked identical with Jackie's. The slap was not enough to vent his anger. Jackie raised his hand swiftly to slap the man again, but Serene grabbed his hand tightly as soon as he swung his hand. She shouted at him, "What are you doing?" Jackie was trembling with anger. "Serene, look carefully. That man can't be Jackie Leves. He is definitely not the rea