Olivia Parker nodded lightly and then explained the situation succinctly.
"That night, I secretly looked at his hand. Five years ago, I helped him stitch up a wound on his right palm. Phoebe's right palm also has a scar, which looks very similar to the one I stitched. Plus, his CT scan shows traces of plastic surgery. I've previously researched congenital pigment deficiency—those rare pink irises aren't common. So… I suspect he's undergone surgery and returned with a new identity."
Cold Xiaoxie held a cup of purified water in his hand, his long fingers lightly tapping the cup like playing the piano. "Does Ivana know?"
Olivia shook her head. "It's just speculation—I'm not certain. Besides… Ivana has her own issues, and I don't want her worrying about this."
"Then it's settled." Cold Xiaoxie raised the cup to his lips and took a sip of water. "Five years ago, Sikong Yue Ming already died once for her. Even if Phoebe turns out to be him, he poses no threat to Ivana."
