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Chapter 55 Caught on Camera?

I looked around warily, but I didn't spot any suspicious individuals. Roman tried to reassure me, "Maybe you mistook it. It wasn't camera lights just now; it was probably car headlights."

Hearing his explanation, I stopped overthinking it.

After he helped me apply the concealer, I looked in the mirror.

Perfect.

My neck had regained its previous clean and fair appearance, as if it were a freshly finished plaster sculpture, every inch of skin concealed thoroughly.

Roman kept his promise, and I dropped my guard against him.

We went to the night market together. Roman told me he had volunteered around this area during his college days, so he was familiar with everything here. He led me to a stall selling scarves.

The stall owner was an elderly person in their sixties or seventies, with weathered skin. They appeared kind and honest.

I gazed at the scarves on his stall, each with different colors and patterns, and couldn't help but a

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