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Chapter 67: She Was Not Stacey.

"All done," Stacey announced upon adjusting the skin mask on Vivian. "This mask will last for a week. Just be mindful of it." "I understand," Vivian responded with a nod. "If I'm delayed, remember to decline Conor's invitation to the ball," Stacey advised. "You're not familiar with the high society, so there might be unpredictable situations. It's better to avoid any mistakes, alright?" "Yes, I got it," Vivian complied obediently. "Good," Stacey said, her lips curved into a small smile. "Once this is over, your effort won't go unrewarded." "Please, it's nothing," Vivian said, blushing. "I'm honored to help you out. I'll do my best to step into your shoes." "Very well," Stacey nodded approvingly. "Boss, your plane is ready," Zoe informed her after hanging up the phone. "Sally is waiting for you outside." "I'll leave everything in your capable hands," Stacey said, slipping into her white coat before heading out. Dressed in a black turtleneck sweater, blue jeans, and black ankle

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