Chapter 983

• With a gentle smile, Liza asked in a soft voice, "Are you really Madam Emili?"
• A heavy silence settled over the room. Madam Emili lifted her head slowly, her previously empty gaze flickering with the slightest hint of emotion. Her voice was flat, almost mechanical, as she responded, "I am."
• Liza’s eyes narrowed slightly in surprise. Her grandmother and uncle had always believed that this woman was not the real Madam Emili, but even under hypnosis, she had confidently affirmed her identity.