Evan was silent for a moment. The things in front of him only changed his appearance from the outside, but some things, such as his voice, could not be changed.

Robert was very considerate after following Evan for many years, so he added, "At present, there are only two ways to change the voice. One is through vocal cord plastic surgery, while the other is through imitation practice."

These were the ways Robert has known so far to make Evan's voice unrecognizable.

"The imitation practice takes a long time while the vocal cord plastic surgery takes a short time. The surgeon will inject the botulinum in the vocal cord, or adjust the length of the vocal cord to achieve a variable voice. It has no side effects, but the botulinum will disappear with time. About one or two months later, your voice will return to the original automatically."

"You know a lot."

"Well, I'm also concerned with the baby, hoping that you and Mrs. Howel will be able to get back together."

"Why don't you let someone do it for me now?"

"It will be a few days before the economic summit. You want to change your appearance and voice now?"

"I'm leaving for Country B today."

Robert understood that Mr. Howel had to meet Mrs. Howel, so he called surgeons to change the appearance and voice of Mr. Howel. As Mr. Howel's close-up steward, Robert prepared his own identity and hoped not to be found out by Mrs. Howel.

***

The sky of Country B was blue, and the sun was warm. The noisy footsteps came from the lively street.

"My lady, it's time to take another course. We need to go back." On the street, several bodyguards pushed away from the crowd with shopping bags in an attempt to keep up with Avery.

Avery skipped her courses in the morning to go shopping. It's impossible to want her to go back with the bodyguards.

She was in casual clothing, and deliberately held down the cap, walking fast to the crowd, while trying to get rid of the annoying bodyguards.

There was a row of cars parked by the side of the street. Avery squatted down quickly, blocking her body by a black car, and then shorted down to get rid of them from the alley in front of her.

"Come on, and the princess is gone. She should be nearby. Search it quickly!"

Avery leaned over the window, saw the bodyguards running away in the other direction, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's it?"

In the car, a man pinched out the cigarette butt at his fingertips and asked Avery in a low voice.

The voice seemed a little out of reach.

"Yes, they are gone. Thank you!"

Avery thanked him and tried to open the door to get out of the car.

Bang!

It was too late to react. Avery has been heavily pressed on the seat. A very aggressive male breath came to her face, blocking her mouth with irresistible strength.

Damn it!

Why was she so unlucky?

After two minutes in the car, she met a brute?

Bending up her knee, Avery tried to hit the man's belly and wanted to take the chance to escape.

However, the man was faster than her.

The man pressed her shoulders firmly with one hand and her legs with the other hand.

The man's hot breath and cold hands made Avery shudder out of control.

"You..." Avery looked at the man's eyes, and she didn't feel disgusted about the man. This was clearly a strange but handsome man.

Avery pinched the man's neck in her first reaction, and she pressed the man's neck tightly with a sharp knife as if she would cut his throat at any time.

"Don't you dare move again! Aren't you afraid of my defense?"

The man was indifferent, with one hand down her clean neck, and gently holding her chin. His lips were attached to her ear, "They call your princess?"

The man greedily smelled the faint fragrance of Avery's hair. Avery did not recognize Evan. Otherwise, she would not hold a knife against his neck.

Maybe she would hold a knife against his chest if she knew it's him.

But she was tough on a man she didn't know.

"If you know I'm a princess, let me go."

"What's the rush? I just helped you. Shouldn't you repay me?"

"Oh, go ahead. How much do you want?"

The man smiled, and the breath spurted on Avery's neck. She reflexively shrank her neck. To tell the truth, the voice of the man laughing was much like that of Evan.

She shook her head hard. Why did she think of Evan again?

The man reached into Avery's pocket and took her phone while she was not ready.

Avery reached out to get it back, but the phone was stretched out by him so far. It was useless for Avery to pull his hand down with tugging at his sleeve.

Avery took off his coat with anger and gave a hard bite on his shoulder.

The man gave a hum and said with a great deal of indulgence, "You're a dog?"

"You're wrong. I'm a wolf. If you don't give back my phone, I'll kill you."

At this time, a large group of bodyguards suddenly rushed from all directions, looking around. Obviously, they are all looking for Avery.

"Your bodyguard?"

"Give me back the phone, otherwise as soon as I give the order, they will arrest you."

"I'll give it back to you, but in return, I'll take your phone number." Then he dialed his number with her phone and returned it to her, "Nice to meet you. I'm sure we'll see each other soon."

Just as Avery was about to blow her top, the man straightened up carelessly and distanced from her. In the blink of an eye, he turned upright, as if it were Avery's illusion just now.

Avery took a deep breath and angrily put the mobile phone back in the pocket of the coat. She had been glad that the car parked by the side of the street unexpectedly had a car door open, and had opened the door to come into the car.

Unexpectedly, the man was such a scoundrel who took her phone number in such a way.

But it's useless getting her number. She could put him on the blacklist.

Avery tried to open the door, found that the door was still locked, and said loudly, "Can you open the door now?"

The man finally turned his head and looked at her. A handsome face exhaled a cold and dangerous feeling. When the man looked at Avery like this, Avery could not help but tighten her nerves.

The man asked, "Do you want me to give you a ride?"