“Alright, I got it.” Connor nodded his head earnestly.
Sharon didn’t really get what Natalie said, but that didn’t stop her from following suit and nodding.
“Let me check the security footage near the washroom and those around the security control room that day.” Connor added, “That should prove that Jessie and her mentor were the offenders.”
“They might have destroyed the security footage,” Natalie returned.
Connor bit his lip. “As long as it wasn’t deleted using a data shredder program, I’ll be able to recover it.”
“Well, then you try it later.” Natalie thought that the possibility of recovering the security footage wasn’t high, but so as not to discourage the child, she agreed to let him try.
Connor acknowledged with a brief ‘sure’.
Natalie turned to look at the computer screen. It was a blurry image, and she couldn’t discern anything from it. With just a brief look, she turned away from it and asked, “Now, can you tell me what you found out about Jessie’s information?”
“Alright, I’ll tell you. What I found out was that this Jessie is a fabricated identity,” Connor swiveled in his chair and said.
Natalie frowned at that. “Fabricated?”
“Yes, it’s a false identity. It was only registered a few months ago, which means that she wasn’t known as Jessie before that. However, there isn’t any real name of hers to be found online. She was just like an unregistered citizen who suddenly obtained an identity,” Connor answered.
Natalie’s heart sank.
So it turns out that Jessie’s identity is actually forged. No wonder I’ve never heard about such an outstanding young designer within the industry before, and she rose to fame overnight out of nowhere.
Now it seems that she did come out of nowhere.
“Other than that, her face is also fake.” Connor’s words were like a cannonball that utterly shattered Natalie’s perception of Jessie.
Natalie had her mouth agape in stupefaction. “Her face is also fake. Does that mean she has undergone plastic surgery?”
“Mommy, what’s plastic surgery?” Sharon asked curiously as she blinked her pretty big eyes.
Natalie stroked her hair gently in response. “Good girl, Sharon. You’ll understand that when you grow older. Why don’t you go and play at the side? Let Mommy and Connor discuss something.”
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