Cayden exited the shopping mall at an unhurried pace.
The “woman's” tall and striking frame, combined with her attention-grabbing appearance, rendered every step she took brimming with elegance. Amidst the bustling crowd, she stood out distinctly.
Cassie regarded her with a hint of skepticism. This Aplothian woman appears unusually tall, doesn't she?
Yet, Eastern Epean women were often tall, with some even reaching heights above 190 centimeters. There was no substantial reason to harbor doubts about this.
Cassie pointed at Cayden in an imperious manner and ordered, “You, take off your sunglasses!”
With a faint smile playing on his lips, Cayden complied, removing his sunglasses and revealing a complexion as fair as a blooming flower.
Cassie's brows furrowed as she scrutinized the excessively beautiful Aplothian woman, her eyes reflecting an air of enchantment and expressiveness. There was a faint sense of familiarity in “her” features, a subtle resemblance to the man Cassie was relentlessly pursuing.
However, Cassie swiftly dismissed such notions.
A proud man like Hugh would never resort to disguising himself as a woman. Furthermore, Hugh's skin is a captivating bronze hue, whereas the woman before me possesses a complexion of snow white. There isn't the slightest resemblance between the two.
Cassie waved her hand in an irritable gesture toward Cayden, her impatience evident as she instructed, “Move along, don't linger and be an eyesore!”
And thus, the black-clad men allowed Cayden to continue on his way.
Cassie's icy gaze swept across the bustling crowd. She noted that the majority of individuals were blond-haired, green-eyed Eastern Epeans. A smattering of Aplothian men could be found scattered about, but they generally possessed shorter statures and unremarkable appearances.
Impatience gnawing at her, Cassie spoke curtly. “You all stay put and guard the entrance. Don't overlook any traces. The rest of you, come with me. We're searching the interior!”
Beneath the wide brim of his hat, Cayden's lips curved into a sly, imperceptible smile. Swiftly, he joined the stream of people who were granted passage, slipping away in a different direction.
Within the shopping mall, Cassie strode purposefully alongside her group, confidently traversing each store. Despite her numerous inquiries, they were unable to uncover any sign of Cayden.
While inspecting a high-end boutique, Cassie encountered the exact floral maxi dress worn by the Aplothian woman.
Why she could recall that woman so vividly was a question she couldn't quite answer. It could be a peculiar intuition or perhaps the indelible allure of that “woman's” countenance.
Entering the store, Cassie reached out to touch the long skirt, but before she could make contact, a smiling shop assistant approached her. “Are you also interested in purchasing a dress, miss? You've got excellent taste. Just earlier, there was a lady... or rather, a gentleman, who also bought this same dress.”
Cassie's icy gaze bore into the shop assistant, a black gun pressed against the side of the latter's head. “What did you just say? A man purchased this maxi dress?”
The shop assistant nearly went pale from the shock, realizing that the situation had taken a perilous turn. Confronted with the sudden influx of black-suited individuals surrounding the store, she comprehended the gravity of the situation.
“W-What do you intend to do?” she stammered, overwhelmed by fear.
Cassie's subordinate brandished a photograph and tossed it onto the counter before the shop assistant, demanding, “Have you seen this man?”
The shop assistant, paralyzed with trepidation, hastily divulged the truth, “Y-Yes... this man just bought women's clothing, shoes, and a sun hat here. Initially, I assumed he was purchasing them for his wife or girlfriend, but to my astonishment, he ended up trying them on himself... I-I can hardly believe it. He's so handsome, yet he has a penchant for cross-dressing. Not only did he purchase women's clothes, but he even took a wig off one of our store mannequins...”
Cassie's voice rang out with intensity. “He wore women's clothes, took a wig and a hat?”
The shop assistant dared not make a move, tremblingly affirming, “Y-Yes, he selected the newest style that just arrived at our store. However, he looked ethereal in it, incredibly unique. He appeared even more beautiful than a woman wearing it...”
The final sentence was punctuated with amazement.
Cassie's visage turned frigid. Suddenly, she recalled the Aplothian woman she had encountered near the mall entrance.
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