You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 810

Tim only found out that Michelle was discharged from the hospital when he attempted to visit her there. Thus, he had no choice but to go back to her home to ask about what happened.

He made sure to bring some gifts for her parents. There he found out that Michelle hadn't returned from her business trip.

He turned this over in his mind and arrived at the conclusion that it must've been Leon who whisked her away.

It was very likely that he had taken her home.

What a wolf in sheep's clothing!

Although Tim felt annoyed, he knew there was nothing he could do about it. After all, Michelle and Leon were a couple.

There was nothing strange about them living together.

As he was brooding over this gloomily, Victor called him. "Mr. Shen, I've found someone. As long as she puts on makeup, ordinary people won't be able to distinguish one from Michelle!"

This brightened Tim's mood somewhat.

Victor continued. "Mr. Shen, would you like to see her for yourself?"

"Yes," he said resolutely.

The moment Tim dropped the call, he headed for the Silverhall Nightclub.

The club was closed in the daytime, with only the cleaners present. Tim strode across the hall until he reached a private room where the interview was being held.

It was extremely bright inside, almost blindingly so as opposed to the dark hall.

Seated inside the room was a petite girl wearing a black jacket, black leggings, and black boots.

Her hands were deep in her pockets and she was chewing gum. She was absentmindedly blowing a bubble with her gum when her eyes landed on Tim.

The bubble instantly popped and her jaw almost dropped to the floor.

The girl slowly stood up and looked Tim up and down. She admired him, although her eyes flickered with fear.

What a handsome man!

He was her type.

"Hey there, handsome," she greeted him boldly.

However, this just made Tim frown deeply. This woman might've had a baby face, but she acted like a bad girl—she was nothing like Michelle.

Ignoring her bold greeting, he walked past her. As he did so, he wrinkled his nose in disgust as he smelled cheap perfume off her.

Victor, who was good at gauging people, instantly knew something was off. He greeted Tim with a smile and asked nervously, "Sir, what do you think?"

"They're not alike at all," Tim said with disdain.

"What makes you say that? They look like twins!" Victor glanced at the girl, then back at Tim's unsatisfied face. "Sir, she's the fiftieth interviewee. She must be the one! We'll never find anyone who looks as much like Michelle as she does, unless Michelle has a twin."

But even an identical twin would've looked slightly different.

He had scoured the country in search for Michelle's doppelganger. Did he have to start searching abroad? But foreigners were less likely to look like Michelle!

Exhausted and frustrated, Victor asked pointedly, "Sir, what's the difference? She can have a plastic surgery if need be, but I know it'll take some time for her to recover. I promise, she just needs make up to fool others, as long as she doesn't come into contact with people who know Michelle personally. The wonders of today's makeup is amazing. She can change into a totally different person with just makeup!"

"It's not the face," Tim said flatly. "It's the temperament."

'Temperament?

What is that supposed to mean?'

Victor scratched his head in confusion for a bit before it finally dawned on him. "You mean, she doesn't act like Michelle, right?"

"Exactly." The two of them had vastly opposite temperaments.