As he said this, he kept glancing at Spencer with a steely look as though daring him to continue defying him. Spencer shook his head in amusement and said, "I never thought the day I come across my doppelganger, he would turn out to be a crook trying to pass himself off as me and even have the audacity of accusing me of fraud!"Danny, too, was rather perplexed by this and shot Dorian a dirty look. "Well said, Mr. Gibson! Did you hear him threaten to call the cops? Well, I say go ahead then! We'll see who the cops arrest when they arrive!"The look of bemusement on Spencer's face intensified, and he shook his head once more. Finally, he turned to Liam with a solemn look. "Mr. Cole, you've seen how he is. Let me handle this!"Liam merely nodded but did not say a word. Dorian snickered. "I've never seen anything more unbelievable in my life! This crook, this swindler—daring to accuse me of fraud? How dare you threaten me, you impostor? I've never heard of anything more outrageous!"
Dorian immediately perked up and nodded matter-of-factly. "Of course I do! Carl…Carl, the head of the International Wedding Dress Confederation. How can I not know him? We've been friends for years now! We used to brainstorm our ideas together, and we still get together sometimes for a drink! I even went on a golfing trip with him a while ago!"The Stones all lapped this up without a question and cast Dorian looks of admiration. All of them, including Reginald himself, believed without a doubt that this was the real Spencer Gibson and that the one standing next to Liam was a fake!Reginald furrowed his brows and snarled, glaring at Liam, "Enough is enough, Liam! Take your impostor and get out of my sight! I will not allow you to continue humiliating us!"The rest of the Stones, however, were no longer paying attention, for they were busy whispering among themselves about this vital piece of information. "My God, did you hear that? Pierre Carl! Do you know that he's not only the head
Wasyl, too, was stunned beyond words. Clearly, he had not expected their opponent to come up with such an ingenious idea and was struggling just as much as Dorian to find a solution. A glimmer of panic flashed through his eyes.He was just about to open his mouth with a protest when the Stones cut him off with an excited chorus of exclamations. "Mr. Gibson, you show him who's the boss! Go on, call Mr. Carl on the phone right now!""Come on, Mr. Gibson! Call Mr. Carl right now, and that'll teach him not to question you!""Just one phone call, Mr. Gibson, and that'll shut him up! Oh, we're all so excited to hear Mr. Carl's voice on the phone!""Go on, Mr. Gibson!"Cheryl, too, had been swayed. This was the esteemed Pierre Carl they were talking about, and she would give everything to hear his voice!She quickly approached Wasyl and snaked her arm around his in a gesture of subservience. "My love, why don't you ask Mr. Gibson to do it? I'd like to hear Pierre Carl's voice on the pho
The Stones, who just a few moments ago, had been wearing expressions of disappointment, all whipped their phones out of their pockets and proffered them to Dorian immediately. "Mr. Gibson, you can have mine as well!""Me, too! I have my phone with me, Mr. Gibson. Please take it!""You can use mine, Mr. Gibson! You can't let that impostor get away with insulting you like this!""Go on, Mr. Gibson! Call Mr. Carl right now and prove that impostor wrong!"Everyone was practically clamoring over each other, trying to offer their respective phones to a rather alarmed-looking Dorian. Dorian stared, his smile frozen, at the dozens of cell phones dangling in front of his face, trying desperately to think of a way out of this predicament. At the same time, he kept shooting Wasyl pleading looks, as though begging to be rescued!Rats!Even Wasyl was beginning to panic at this, but he knew he had to do something, so he stepped forward and snarled at the Stones, "Enough! Why should Mr. Gib
Sherah leaped out from amongst the crowd and shrieked, pointing rudely at Spencer, "Well, well, well! Why aren't you calling then, 'Mr. Gibson'? You said you were the real deal, didn't you? And if I recall correctly, you were the one who suggested calling Mr. Carl to prove who was the real one and who was the fake, right? Well, do it, then! Don't keep us waiting!"Spencer did not seem at all fazed by the Stones' scorn and mockery. He merely smiled calmly, as though they had been talking about the weather, and said, without so much as a hint of nervousness, "Alright then. I'll phone him right now!"Everyone watched in bafflement as Spencer found Pierre Carl's contact number in his phone and dialed it. The call soon went through and was picked up by a middle-aged man with a peculiar accent, who roared with laughter and said, "Hahaha! My dearest Spencer! It's been ages! How have you been? I wasn't expecting your call. Is everything alright?"Everyone's jaws dropped upon hearing this. T
'I have already given you a chance to redeem yourselves, but you chose not to take it! Very well then! In that case, you shall not blame me for being merciless!"Realization dawned on the Stones as they digested Wasyl and Dorian's words.It made perfect sense! Liam and his impostor had deliberately planned this out beforehand and stationed another actor to pass as Pierre Carl on the phone! They had almost been fooled, but thankfully, Wasyl and Dorian had seen right through them!Seeing that Dorian refused to budge, Spencer shook his head in resignation and said, "Very well then. If you do not wish to admit your mistake, I'm afraid I have no choice but to call for desperate measures."With that, he dialed another number on his phone. Dorian and Wasyl exchanged nervous glances. They both had a bad feeling about this. They had to think quickly.Dorian snapped, "Who are you calling?"Spencer turned to glance at him, standing with one hand behind his back as though he was supervising
The moment he heard Malcolm's name, Wasyl could feel a hard lump begin to form in his throat. He scowled. The fact that Liam's impostor could speak directly to Pierre Carl and Malcolm Lynch surely meant that he was the real Spencer Gibson?This meant that his plan was about to be ruined soon!He could not allow this to happen—he, Wasyl Abbott, would become the laughingstock of the town if it was discovered that he had cooked up such a scheme to impersonate the legendary Mr. Gibson!Wasyl swiveled around and, after frantically going through the possible scenarios in his mind, realized that his only option was to make a run for it. Feigning anger, he began to shriek, "Nonsense! How can you possibly be Mr. Gibson! I was the one who had picked Mr. Gibson up at the airport, and he has never left my sight since! I've never seen you before in my life! Just you wait—I'm going to get someone right now to give you a piece of my mind!"With that, he snatched his coat up and made to leave the
"I don't believe it! If this is the real Mr. Gibson, does that mean that Mr. Abbott's was the impostor all along?""I…I guess so. Didn't you see? Mr. Lynch himself spoke directly to him and even brought his army along to capture the fake!""Oh, no! I had been so rude toward Mr. Gibson this entire night! Will he be angry at me?"The Stones whispered worriedly among themselves. Those of them who had scolded and insulted Spencer just a few minutes ago kept retreating back into the crowd, trying to make themselves look as inconspicuous as possible. Dorian, seizing the opportunity while everyone was distracted, grabbed his coat and tried to make a run for it."Trying to escape?" Malcolm whipped around, his eyes ablaze with fury as he roared, "Troops, get him!"A soldier immediately blocked Dorian's way to the exit, then gave him a hard kick in his chest that knocked him to the ground. The next moment, Dorian felt the cold metal of a gun barrel pressed against his chin. His entire bod