Winnip couldn't do anything on the plane, but after getting off, her expression darkened.
"Laurent, tell me. What's going on with Pamela?"
"I can't have any daughters other than Fali and Faur. This is a prank. I said it's a prank."
"Then what's with the voice?"
"I said it's a prank. Pamela's been dead for 12 years."
"But this voice is Pamela's, right?"
"The voice is similar, but it's definitely not Pamela. It can't be her …" Laurent explained bitterly. "Chen also knows about Pamela's death."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes."
Winnip picked up her phone and called Chen Zhao. "Hi, Chen, it's me, Winnip."
"Hi, Winnip. Have you and Laurent arrived in LA? I'm at the airport now. "
"Do you know someone called Pamela?"
Chen Zhao was silent for a while. Then he said, "No."
"Chen, I want you to answer my question honestly. Do you know Pamela or not?"
"Is Laurent beside you?"
"No."
Laurent was dumbfounded. He immediately understood what was going on.
It had to be Chen Zhao. It had to be Chen Zhao.
He knew about Pamela's existence and that she'd already passed away.
This was a trap he'd set!
Just then, Chen Zhao continued, "Laurent didn't want me to tell you. Last time he came to LA, he went with me to find this woman called Pamela."
"Did something happen between them?"
"I don't know. I didn't see that woman."
"* sshole, you * sshole! You're slandering me."
"Laurent, are you there? Sorry, I can't keep it a secret for you. "
"You * sshole …" Laurent yelled in exasperation.
"I received another video after the incident. Winnip, do you want it?"
"Send it to me."
A while later, Winnip received a video.
Winnip opened it. The background was the hospital.
In the ICU, a girl was lying on the bed with a tube in her mouth.
As everyone knew, as long as one entered the ICU, the mortality rate was more than 95%. That place was the real gate to hell.
Many patients would rather die than lie in the ICU.
The ICU was the intensive care unit. The patient was stripped naked, unable to move, speak, or even breathe. Only the brain was still functioning. It was a very painful process.
Then Winnip entered the camera. Winnip said to the camera, "Laurent, I know you have a happy family now. I don't want to destroy your family, but please, for our relationship, save our child. She needs a bone marrow transplant right now." "That's right," Winnip said.
Laurent's face was pale. No amount of explanation could compare to Pamela appearing in front of the camera.
He couldn't even deny that it wasn't Pamela.
"I'm divorcing you, you bastard." Winnip turned and left angrily.
"Winnip, listen to me … Listen to me." Laurent hurriedly chased after her in fear.
Just then, Laurent's phone rang.
Laurent picked it up. "Chen Zhao, you bastard, you bastard."
"Laurent, you asked for this. I've prepared a lot of plots for you."
"I admit defeat, okay? Let me go." Laurent finally gave in.
He wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only beg Chen Zhao.
Only Chen Zhao could explain it for him now.
"You promise you won't give me any more trouble in LA?"
"Yes, I promise, I promise you, I won't give you any trouble," Laurent hurriedly said.
"Good boy."
When Chen Zhao hung up, Winnip walked toward him.
Winnip's face was green. Chen Zhao walked up with a smile.
But Winnip slapped him. "You went too far this time."
"Err … You know?" Chen Zhao covered his face, embarrassed.
"Pamela passed away more than ten years ago. I just happened to know about it."
"Fine." Chen Zhao shrugged helplessly. He'd tricked Laurent and got slapped. What a loss.
"What's with that video?"
"That actress," Chen Zhao said. "Didn't you notice that the light in the camera was really dim?"
"But it's really interesting to torment Laurent like this. Don't expose me yet."
Winnip was also a female demon. Chen Zhao had been worried that things would backfire and they'd really get a divorce.
Chen Zhao hated Laurent, but there was no hiding the truth. If things really backfired and they got a divorce …
Chen Zhao was afraid that Fali would really turn against him.
So, Chen Zhao planned to expose her as soon as possible.
In the end, Winnip volunteered to hide it so she could continue tormenting Laurent.
"How did you find such a similar actress? Even her voice is so similar."
"You know, I know many Hollywood crews. With makeup and voice processing, it's not that difficult."
"But you don't even know a woman who died more than ten years ago. How do you know her voice?"
"Err … this is more complicated. In Hollywood, there's a technique called Recognition Blurring. When people see images, their first impression is to produce the person's voice. Then, they use a neutral voice processing method. This will cause the voice you hear to automatically associate with the person's appearance. Anyway, it's quite complicated."
"How long have you been planning this?"
"Not long. I just heard from Karim that Laurent's starting to scheme against me again, so I started to retaliate."
Winnip knew that Chen Zhao and Laurent didn't get along.
However, she didn't pay any attention to them. They could do whatever they wanted to.
Chen Zhao told him everything that had happened.
Winnip was completely speechless. Both Laurent and Chen Zhao were losing their bottom lines more and more.
"Let's go back first."
Chen Zhao was quite depressed too, but he was quite confident in his arrangements.
In the end, he still couldn't hide it from Winnip.
But this was good too. Things wouldn't really get out of hand.
Plus, his original intention was to torment Laurent.
"Aren't we going to wait for Laurent?"
"Wait for him for what? You want to let him go so quickly?" Winnip glared at Chen Zhao.
When they got home, Fali ran out happily.
"Mom, you're here … Hey, where's Dad?"
"He's busy tonight. He's staying at the hotel," Winnip said.
"Why is he staying at the hotel? It's not like we don't have enough rooms. "
"Because it's far from the city. Don't worry about him."
Chen Zhao now knew why Winnip had such a tight control over Laurent.
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