I glanced at Ivanna in puzzlement. After all, I had never interacted with Harmony before, yet she knew my name. I knew Ivanna was equally surprised.

"Yes, I am," I replied confidently.

Harmony smiled faintly. "Someone kept telling me that someone looks similar to me. I didn't expect us to have a resemblance."

I immediately realized what she was referring to. Something told me she had met someone inside the restaurant.

"Ms. Harmony, may I ask how old you are?" I calmly inquired.

She hesitated momentarily. Her eyes turned cold as she asked in annoyance, “Why?”

“Oh, don’t overthink it. I’m not interested in your private life. I just want to know who’s older between us,” I continued smilingly, “I assume you’re younger because of your beauty and charm.”

"I think so, too," she replied firmly.

“Then, it’s true that you look like me,” I contradicted her earlier statement, “I’m the original, after all.” I discreetly scoffed at the idea that I resembled her.

Lauren returned from the res