"Hmm?"
Herb felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he reached out to touch Taya's face, wanting to confirm if she had really undergone plastic surgery.
But Taya shook off his hand, saying, "It's very valuable, don't touch it. What if it gets damaged?"
Herb was speechless.
So he was so persistent just because he suspected she was the baby who died? He was really free.
Taya took out her phone and showed Herb an extremely unattractive photo, holding it up to his face.
"Look, this is the old me!"
Upon seeing the heavily freckled face on the phone screen, Herb almost vomited.
"Disgusting! Hurry and take it away!"
Taya put away her phone and raised her hand. She then patted Herb's shoulder with a serious expression and a deep tone.
"So, it's impossible for me to look like your cousin. I just admire the designer Rosalie, and I had plastic surgery to make myself look like her. You may just think I look familiar because I look like her now."
Herb thought, "No, he has to bring my father over and let him see Taya with his own eyes. Then everything will be clear."
However, before Herb could put his plan into action, Taya emerged from the kitchen and immediately called for Andre.
"Andre, Herb dressed up as a chef and sneaked into the kitchen. Can you please kick him off the cruise?"
Before Herb could call his father over, a group of tall and burly bodyguards rushed into the kitchen and picked him up before throwing him out of the cruise.
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