They had stayed in Coco Resort for seven days and went back to Seattle together afterward.

Kylie had no idea that she was quite popular at home now, and many people chased her for signature when she went out just to buy a bottle of water.

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If Dinah hadn't come to her on time, she probably had to hide for a whole day in the washroom.

"Why did you go out alone?" Dinah complained and helped Kylie change.

"I don't know Dangerous World is so popular now. I'm just a supporting actress in the film, after all!" Kylie quickly put on the dress Dinah brought for her. She looks so fat, and she even stuffed many tissues around her waist.

"Now, you know many cars will stop without traffic lights once you appear." Dinah adjusted the wig on Kylie's head. Kylie also dotted a lot of freckles on her face, then walked out of the ladies' room.

At the outside of the washroom, many Kylie's fans were waiting for her along with paparazzi.

"We can guard right here. And once Kylie is out, we must protect her from being pictured by paparazzi!" a young Kylie's fan said.

"Why don't we chase them away?" a fan who was a student said.

"I don't think that's a good idea. What if the paparazzi writes that Kylie is very arrogant? It'll damage Kylie's reputation."

Hearing their talk, Kylie approached them on purpose. "I think you can go into and out of the washroom one by one so that none of them can figure out whether Kylie is out or not." "Oh, you're right! That's an excellent idea. Thank you so much!"

Seeing Kylie approaching her fans without realizing the danger, Dinah pulled her back. "Mom, let's go! We're in a hurry."

"Alright, alright." Kylie followed Dinah walking away. "Relax. Nobody can recognize me when I'm wearing something like this."

"You should thank me for the clothing I've brought to you," Dinah said with pride.

"If so, I think both of you should thank me." Agnes's voice sounded behind their backs all of a sudden.

Kylie and Dinah stopped and slowly turned around.

"The clothing..." Kylie looked to Dinah.

Dinah licked her lips with embarrassment. "Um, it's Stephen's mother's."

And this wig? Kylie looked at Agnes and found out that she actually had short hair, and her updo was a wig.

However, when Kylie saw Agnes with short hair, she thought she met old Mrs. Parker because they closely resembled each other!

"I'm sorry, and I'll buy you new clothes," Dinah said to Agnes, then pulled Kylie walking away.

"Wait!" Agnes stopped them and turned to look at Kylie. "No matter what, my clothing helped you out. Shouldn't you do something to thank me?"

Kylie secretly pinched Dinah's hand and smiled at Agnes. "Mrs. Cecil, are you free now? Can I buy you a coffee?"

"My honor." Agnes smiled, but her smile wasn't sincere at all.

They went to a café on the second floor of the shopping mall, and Kylie chose a table next to the window.

Dinah supported her forehead with one hand and said to Kylie in a low voice, "Should I call Ethan?"

"It's fine." Kylie pretended to adjust her clothes.

Although Kylie declined it, Dinah still called Ethan after she excused herself to the ladies' room.

Kylie took off the bracelet around her wrist when she put on her own clothes back.

"Mrs. Cecil, thank you for your clothes. I'll send them back to you after dry cleaning." Kylie patted the bag beside her.

"It's fine. I can do that myself." Agnes reached out her hand to take the bag, and the bracelet around her wrist showed.

Kylie stared straight at the bracelet. It indeed was of different quality but looked quite similar to hers in size and shape.

"Mrs. Cecil, this bracelet is so beautiful." Kylie flattered Agnes with a smile. "It seems a little old. Is it your heirloom?"

Agnes raised her wrist and gave it a glance before she covered it with her sleeve.

"You have good taste. No wonder why Stephen admires you so much," Agnes said in a sarcastic tone.

Stephen had canceled the meeting without warning and flown to the Maldives, which had provoked dissatisfaction among shareholders, and they had reported that to Adolph afterward. Adolph had called him in person and asked him to come back to deal with the business, but Stephen had refused.

Besides, once Stephen was back in the company, he threatened to resign his position as the president if anyone dares interfere in his decisions again.

Kylie smiled and shook her hand. "Please don't say that. Dinah could be upset if she hears that, and the baby..."

"Stop acting. Dinah isn't pregnant at all." Agnes interrupted Kylie. "You are the one who's pregnant now, right?"

Agnes caught Kylie's wrist across the table. "You're carrying Stephen's baby, and it's all a scheme that you let Dinah replace you!"

"Mrs. Cecil, it's a misunderstanding..." Kylie tried to draw her hand back in vain.

"The housekeeper told me that you've slept with Stephen!" Agnes glanced at Kylie's belly. "If it's not his kid, why has he spent seven days with you in the Maldives? He's smiled at your health report all the time ever since he came back home!"

"Mrs. Cecil, please let me go!" Kylie was annoyed as well. "You're humiliating my husband and me!"

"Oh, really?" Agnes sneered and let go of Kylie's wrist. She had a sip of the coffee, then said, "The truth will come to light."

She stood up and took the bag of her clothing. "Kylie Finch, see you around." After that, she left with pride.

Dinah saw Kylie sitting there alone when she walked back and asked with confusion, "Where is my mother-in-law?"

"She's gone," Kylie sighed. "She believes the baby in my belly is Stephen's." "What? Why?" Dinah exclaimed in shock.

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When Agnes walked to the door, a Knight XV drove over in her sight.

Probably because she was attracted to its cool model, she slowed down her steps.

The car stopped, and a tall, strong man got off it.

He seemed displeased and compressed his thin lips to a hard line. While walking, he fastened the last button of his suit and walked by Agnes's shoulder in a hurry.

Agnes rounded her eyes in shock, and the shopping bag in her hands fell to the ground at once.

Ethan's face, body shape, even his paces were the same as young Adolph!