"Azalea?" Natasha arched her brow. "Do you know her?"

"If I guessed it right, it was her who disguised herself as Celeste," Dustin said. The fragrance lingering on the silver hairpin was exactly the same as that of the woman from that day.

"It's her?" Natasha frowned slightly. "Could it be she's the one behind this?"

"We'll know more about it after I meet up with her tonight." Dustin narrowed his eyes. Since that person had invited him out, it was clear that she must have known something.

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